When Chu Ge and Qin Ruojing left the house Qin Ruoying rented, it was already past seven, and the streetlights along the street had long been lit, casting a gentle glow.
There weren't many pedestrians on the street. Some clearly had just gotten off work, with looks of fatigue mixed with a hint of the joy of returning home. Others had already had dinner and were taking a leisurely walk.
A young couple each held the hand of a child about four or five years old, while a tiny Chihuahua scampered around excitedly, and a few elderly people were casually chatting together.
In short, under the soft lights, there was a scene of tranquility and harmony. Chu Ge felt that he could live a lifetime in days like these and his life would be forever peaceful.
Walking side by side on this path home, Chu Ge's fingers brushed against Qin Ruojing's hand multiple times without any reaction from her.
