After a bit of fussing, Wang Yu and Qin Yue appeared neatly dressed in the courtyard downstairs.
Wang Yu was stretching his limbs in the courtyard, practicing Taichi. Qin Yue stood to one side, gazing at him with tender affection, the blush on her cheeks not yet fully faded, looking every bit the happily married little woman.
This was the second time Wang Yu had performed Taichi, the first had been in Bird City, after a sleepless night. That time, his movements were feeble and weak, as if he hadn't eaten for half a month.
But today was different, Wang Yu's movements were smooth and flowing, combining softness with strength, truly embodying the state of being still as a virgin and moving as a startled rabbit.
Before he could complete a set of Taichi, Wang Xiaojuan pushed open the courtyard gate and entered, her hands laden with many things—it looked like she had been to the supermarket.
"Mom, you're back!"
