They remained in the quiet comfort of each other's presence for a while with their fingers gently entwined as they sat side by side under the pavilion.
The sunlight filtered through the wooden beams, painting shifting patterns on the stone floor.
"I remember when I first saw you... and the first thing I thought was 'Who is this handsome young lad?'" Rui Yuying murmured with a fond smile, her thumb brushing against the back of his hand.
He chuckled, and she leaned in, brushing her shoulder against his.
Then, without thinking, she nuzzled her face lightly into the crook of his neck, breathing in his scent with a quiet sigh.
Zhao Tian stiffened slightly at the contact in surprise, but his hand instinctively tightened around hers.
Her hair tickled his jaw, and for a moment, he simply enjoyed the feeling of her being so close.
He turned slightly and his hand moved to her waist as if to lift her gently, but then paused in hesitation.
