Fu Han regretted not bringing her SLR camera along. In fact, she had thought about using it to record the beautiful scenery of the day while she was taking a nap.
However, when she found out He Xing was waiting for her downstairs, she felt like a little girl going on a date for the first time, full of anticipation for the date ahead, and forgot about everything else.
He Xing looked around and saw some chairs not far away, which were probably used by tourists for sunbathing in the summer, and there was a sun umbrella behind each chair.
He asked Fu Han to wait for him, and he hurriedly ran to fetch a large umbrella. With the protection of the umbrella, the wind seemed much less intense, and the coolness that engulfed Fu Han from head to toe disappeared.
He Xing, holding the umbrella in one hand and encircling Fu Han's waist with the other, both of their gazes rested on the distant sun.
