Happiness?
Mi Shen didn't feel happy at all.
If she could, she would rather be the one who died!
Xiao Yuqin noticed something was off with her, "Mi Shen, you don't look well. Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
She seemed out of it, her eyes vacant, making those who looked at her tense.
Xiao Yuqin guessed that maybe the topic she brought up was too heavy, so she stepped closer and said, "There is a swing over there, why don't we go and sit for a while?"
Mi Shen didn't refuse and let herself be assisted to the swing.
In the tree's shadow not far away, the figure of a man stood.
Mi Shen placed the fruit basket at her feet, took hold of the swing, and sat down, the bright moon overhead radiant, the evening breeze mingling with the scent of fruit wafting over her face.
A server came with some juice, and Xiao Yuqin took two glasses of orange juice, giving one to Mi Shen.
"Thank you."
Xiao Yuqin looked at her, "Mi Shen, you don't seem too well?"
