The weather was cold, so Qin Jin found his military coat at the bottom of the trunk and draped it over Li Qiao, adding a scarf and wrapping her up like a zongzi.
Even with the chilly wind blowing all the way, she didn't feel cold, and an inexplicable sweetness bubbled up in her heart.
The open-air movie in the neighboring village was set up in the threshing field, where a teeming crowd jostled tightly in front of the screen.
Those who couldn't get a good spot even climbed trees, walls, or perched on the tops of straw stacks.
Li Qiao couldn't help but laugh at the sights, feeling more curious than anything else. How interesting could a movie be to create more buzz than a pop concert?
Qin Jin led her up to the top of a straw stack their friends had saved for them in advance.
"The view is good from here, right?"
"Mm," Li Qiao said softly, "Jin, the wind is a bit strong. Could you block it for me?" She snuggled into his arms while speaking.
