The Black Forest, still exuding its unique aroma of danger. Yet, through Mu Lin's eyes, it feels unusually familiar.
The eagle cries resonate through the sky, Qiaozi already excitedly soaring within the Black Forest, probably off to find his friends; Yinzi was basically doing the same.
Qiaozi and Yinzi expressed their discontent. They remembered that Jing Chen promised to take them out last time but didn't. So they're expecting him to make it up to them.
However, this time they had the opportunity to return to their home, so they decided to take a stroll first.
Hand in hand, Mu Lin and Jing Chen glanced at each other, their lips curling into smiles of similar degrees. In silent agreement, legs gentle, they stepped into the Black Forest.
