Long Ying looked at Mo Qin intently, distracted by her appearance at the moment.

Mo Qin has always had a clear mind, bright eyes, and a cold and distant demeanor. Now, she seems to have completely restrained all those feelings towards him and treats him as someone very close to her.

"Taki Ying?"

"Hmm?" Long Ying came back to his senses and hurriedly shifted his gaze to the jade slip. "I know its growth habits. Let's go find it together."

"Okay." Mo Qin was delighted. "Then which way should we go?"

Takie thought about the map Jinsu had given him and pointed in a direction. "We should be able to find it over there."

"Then let's go!" Mo Qin walked in that direction excitedly. After taking two steps, she found that Long Ying had fallen behind. She turned around and grabbed Long Ying's hand, "Hurry up! This way we can go back earlier."

Taki Ying: “!!!”

She, she actually held his hand!

This was the only thought left in Takiying's mind.

Mo Qin took his hand but found that Long Ying didn't move at all. She called him in confusion, "Long Ying? What's wrong with you? Why are you so absent-minded? You're so weird."

No, no!

The strange thing is not him, the strange thing is Mo Qin!

Her attitude and the tone of her voice are all wrong...

Long Ying was about to shake off Mo Qin's hand, but before he could move, flowers began to fall on his head.

Small flowers, colorful.

The person in front of him began to blur, and more flowers fell, as if they were about to drown him.

"Taki Ying?"

Mo Qin appeared in front of him again. She looked down at him with a hint of doubt in her eyes.

"What are you doing sitting under that tree? There seems to be something strange about the flowers."

Hearing the sound, Taki Ying looked up in a daze, only to see colorful flowers blooming among the huge and tall branches.

The outer layer of the crown is covered with green leaves, while the inner layer is densely packed with leaves, which spread down along the trunk and gradually become sparse.

This was the strange tree he had just seen.

Seeing that Long Ying still couldn't get up, Mo Qin stretched out her white and tender palm towards him, "Hurry up and get up? I'll help you."

Long Ying did not move. His gaze lingered on Mo Qin's face for a moment, then fell on the palm of her hand stretched out in front of him.

Is it still fake?

But it seems to be true.