Yang Fei saw several couples nestled together watching the sunrise, with the woman's head resting on the man's shoulder, and the man's arm wrapped around the woman's waist.
The sunlight cast over them, truly a sight to envy.
Yang Fei felt like he was being fed dog food.
He looked at Qin Yanyang beside him, now that was the most beautiful scenery on the mountain.
Yet he hesitated many times, still unable to muster up the courage to embrace her slender waist.
He really wanted to hold her, terribly so.
But he worried about being rejected.
After all, they hadn't known each other for very long, having only held hands the other day, so what if he brazenly wrapped his arms around her now, and she rejected him?
Awkwardness was a minor issue; the key question was how would they continue to interact with each other afterward?
Yang Fei's palms sweated with nervousness.
