Yao Jing puled two wooden chairs from her storage ring and placed them on the ground near the barbecue and turned to Zhao Tian.
"Come here, Tian," Yao Jing called, pointing the chair beside her.
He joined her, taking a seat by the fire.
They sat in companionable silence for a while, watching the meat cook.
The firelight illuminated her face, casting a warm glow across her features and highlighting the hint of a smile tugging at her lips.
There was a softness in her eyes, as this is the first time someone is beside her in times like this.
The crispy sound of the burning wood and the spicy noises of the steak on the barbecue filled the air as they sat there silently watching the sun disappear.
After a while, Yao Jing stood up to check on the barbecue and noticed the meat was in the perfect stage.
Yao Jing turned to him, handing over a skewer with a slice of perfectly cooked meat. "Here, you can have this."
