In that moment, it felt as if time had stood still, and they were the only two people in the world.
The feeling was wonderful—free from the world's deceit and backstabbing, from heart-wrenching separations and unbearable pain. Zhao Nuanyue wanted to hold onto this feeling forever, hoping the future would always be just like this.
And how could Hua Yusen not feel the same?
He was a fighter by nature, but he was also a man who valued relationships and loyalty.
After a long moment, Hua Yusen finally said, "Nuanyue, it's too cold out here. Let's go inside."
"Okay!" Zhao Nuanyue's face was flushed with shy delight. "I feel a little sticky. It's really uncomfortable."
"Then I'll heat some water for you to take a bath," Hua Yusen said with a light chuckle. "Also... I don't want to leave tonight..."
"Ah?" Zhao Nuanyue froze, a wave of panic washing over her. She quickly lowered her head again.
