Qin Jin pulled her into his embrace, "Can I have this at least?"
Li Qiao lay down with the momentum, her head resting on his arm, but chided, "Don't let anyone see."
Qin Jin was nonchalant, "Even hugging with a marriage license is not allowed?"
Li Qiao faced upwards towards the sky as a breeze blew by, scattering petals all around.
Qin Jin said, "There aren't any peach blossoms in the south at this time, but the north still has them."
"Human affairs are devoid of fragrance by April; Yet it's now that the peach blossoms in mountain temples begin to bloom," Li Qiao replied.
Qin Jin: "Showing off your literary knowledge."
Li Qiao smiled, "Alright."
The sun made them comfortably warm, as Li Qiao and Qin Jin chatted intermittently until they heard other people talking and sat up straight.
Li Qiao opened the snack box to eat.
Qin Jin flipped through her sketchbook, and there he was, depicted as he had been at the train station, in a moment of dejection.
