The next morning.
A purple-red morning glow appeared in the distant sky, like a blooming red rose. It was beautiful.
Chu Qingyue went to open the courtyard door as usual. After breakfast, the villagers would come to work.
She had just woken up and was still a little sleepy. She stood in the courtyard and stretched before slowly walking to the door. She lifted the door latch and pushed the door open.
Then, she was stunned!
A refined and handsome man was standing at the door with a faint smile on his lips. He looked at her gently. "Qingyue."
Perhaps it was because she missed him too much or because she was too excited, Chu Qingyue pounced over and hugged Ning Yuting without thinking.
Ning Yuting did not expect Chu Qingyue to hug him. He was stunned for a moment before he smiled and said gently, "Are you thinking the same as I do?"
