Yanjing, Wen Zhongyuan was accompanying Mu Caisang, while holding little Mu Sangsang's hand. He had already decided on this approach, starting with Mu Sangsang, then making his way into Mu Caisang's heart, gradually moving her.
Today's weather in Yanjing was somewhat gloomy, with a slight haze; it wasn't really suitable for going out to play, as the air quality was too poor. Many people wore masks when they went out, both for warmth and to protect against the haze.
As a considerate man, Wen Zhongyuan naturally noticed this issue, so he took Mu Caisang and Mu Sangsang to a park, where the situation wasn't as bad. Yet, in winter there were fewer things to do. They couldn't play in the sandbox, nor eat ice cream, and flying kites was out of the question—eventually, they could only sit there, somewhat awkwardly resting.
