In Durin's eyes, a hug is something sacred because it represents two beating hearts willing to come closer.
Unfortunately, this is just Durin's personal opinion. In that era, hearts with diverging dreams were commonplace, while those who could face life and death together were few and far between.
"I once naïvely thought we would grow old together." As that beating heart left Durin's embrace, he looked at her and said in a tone with a tinge of regret.
"I even thought of names for our children." She replied with a smile.
Durin smiled slightly without pressing for the names, because he knew if he asked, she would certainly laugh and say she was joking.
Only this way could she cover her embarrassment and shyness.
So, it's better not to ask this question.
She held his hand, walking through the night in Shangjing, over the uneven cobblestone roads. Everything in the night market was so noisy, but sadly, there was not a hint of the warmth of life around them.
