The sky after the rain is cleaner than usual, and the gentle and soft light covers the entirety of Beisang City.
In the distance, the gentle wind carries a faint whimpering sound, as Miss Yun quietly stands under the tree, smiling.
——
Yun Qian's smile, in Xu Chang'an's heart, has always been the most beautiful scenery in the world, unmatched.
Does Miss Yun look beautiful when she smiles?
For Xu Chang'an, this shouldn't even be a question because the answer has long been written there.
If you asked Xu Chang'an before today, even if it killed him, he would never imagine himself retreating when facing his wife's smile.
Although, it's no big deal for a husband to retreat at times when facing his wife.
Yet between them, the one who should retreat is clearly Miss Yun, who exists for only a quarter of an hour.
"..."
Xu Chang'an's knuckles holding the straw hat are slightly white.
