"Yes, I forgive you."

Ying Qian buried her face in his chest, the firm muscles pressing against her face, which was cold from the wind, and instantly her whole body warmed up, and her heart felt incredibly warm as well.

His hugs are especially endearing, giving people a strong sense of security.

He always had a fierce streak, as if he wanted to meld the person in his arms into his body.

The hug was brief.

They planned to go back to eat mooncakes and admire the moon.

Ying Qian hadn't been able to sit down and look at the moon for a long time.

She loved the moon when she was little, especially the moon that her grandmother saw when she was in the countryside before her grandmother passed away. It was big and round, and there were many stars.

Oh, right, back then we were still in S City, and Meng Beiyan introduced her to a lot of stars.

Looking at the moon tonight, she could never return to the state of mind she had back then.

However, having a beautiful woman by your side might be a good thing.

Two people were walking on the street.

"What if we're not in the same city after we graduate?" she suddenly wondered.

“It doesn’t matter if I’m not there,” Chen Wenzhi said. “There are many people in long-distance relationships.”

"No, that's not what I meant!" She quickly cut her losses, then touched her earlobe and said, "To be honest, I'm the kind of person who gets easily bored. If we don't spend enough time together, I think I'll stop liking you..."

“I don’t mind. Feelings always fade. I just hope you like me now and keep this passion for me.” He was calm, his expression unwavering, only showing the same tenderness that was uniquely hers.

Unconsciously, this gave Ying Qian a lot of comfort.