As Qin Yin ran barefoot towards that place, she called out, "Nan Sichen, where are you, Nan Sichen? Where are you?"
She stood in the ink-dark night, her feet covered in wounds caused by sharp stones. Yet, seemingly unbothered, she turned around looking like a Dark Night Elf.
Her long hair cascaded down like a waterfall, scattered on her shoulders, and her skirt fluttered like lotus leaves under her swirling motions.
Seeing her spinning around, Jun Nian hurried over with her shoes.
At this moment, Nan Sichen emerged from behind Qin Yin, bent down and lifted her into his arms. His voice echoed softly in her ears, "Do your feet not hurt?"
Initially, when he saw Jun Nian embracing Qin Yin, he thought they might reconcile. As he turned to leave, he heard a sharp slap, turned back, and saw Qin Yin flustered, tossing aside the expensive crystal shoes, and running over barefoot.
