She was captivated by the soft light in his eyes, her soft cherry-red lips parting, "Xue... Xiao."
Yet the use of his surname in address seemed to suggest an unusual relationship between the two upon hearing it.
Xue Xiao then smiled in satisfaction, "You'll get used to it slowly."
Xi Yan nodded too, she had nodded too many times today, as if she was being led along.
"Alright, go on up," Xue Xiao did not trouble her further.
At that moment, Qin Yucen, carrying a backpack and holding several sketchbooks, had just returned and stopped under a tree, only to see Xi Yan and Xue Xiao standing opposite each other. Both matched well in height, demeanor, and looks, appearing quite striking as a talented man and beautiful woman.
Qin Yucen stood still, unsure whether to advance or retreat. She just stood there, the shadows of the tree enveloping her in darkness, the leaves rustling and casting moving shadows across her face.
