"Let's chat a bit, Lin Feng. If you're tired, you can go back to the tent to rest first," Tang Rou said with a smile, her eyes bright as she looked at Lin Feng, who was clearly full of mischief.
"Chat..." Lin Feng echoed, sounding a bit dispirited. "Alright, let's chat then. About what?"
"Anything will do," Tang Rou replied, straightening her posture as she sat and gazing up at the sky like an innocent child.
"However, I don't really have any exciting stories to tell. My life, from childhood to now, has always been arranged by my father. Everything was planned for me, and I didn't have to worry about anything. Though this kind of life is comfortably easy, it's not very stimulating. I feel like I've never truly lived wildly. Alas, my youth is slipping away."
Her sparkling eyes under the night sky resembled shining stars. Tang Rou let out a sigh, beginning to complain about her past life.
"Youth? I only have acne, no youth," Lin Feng said with a wry smile.
