Zhao Fangchu thought that Yang Anchen had gone with them, and when he was asked if he wanted to go together, he didn't react for a moment.

After Yang Anchen asked this question, his palms were sweaty with nervousness, for fear that Zhao Fangchu would shake his head.

After a long time without receiving a response, he lowered his eyes and sighed softly: "It doesn't matter if you don't want to. What happened yesterday was too dangerous. I am worried about you walking alone. If you feel it is abrupt, I will take you back after walking this long way."

He still remembers! The throbbing in Zhao Fangchu's heart at noon surged to the top of his heart again, and the sugar water that had not yet been put into his mouth had already melted into his mouth with a hint of sweetness.

Zhao Fangchu suddenly sensed a good reason in his words, so he shook his head and said shyly, "It's not that I don't want to, it's just that I didn't have time to thank you properly yesterday."

He looked around and said, "What do you want to do? Or, how about I treat you to something to eat?"

Yang Anchen is a man and should always take the lead. How could he let a shy boy first say that they should go together, and let the boy say something like "please him".

He was secretly delighted that he was not rejected. There were people hurrying along the road, and the hawking sounds from the stalls were incessant. Yang Anchen looked around and saw crowds of people everywhere.

He chuckled softly. "You and An Jin are good friends, so it's only natural for me to take care of you. How could I let you treat me? I heard you love all kinds of food. I just passed by Mingyue Bridge and saw a place selling plums and ginger. Would you like to try some?"

As a scholar, he was not short in stature, and he looked even better when he smiled. He had a unique elegance of a scholar, as warm as the breeze and the bright moon. A girl passing by even secretly glanced at him and laughed with the person next to her.

Zhao Fangchu was dazzled by his smile and felt even more embarrassed. He was so busy looking at people without any hesitation that he didn't even pay attention to what Yang Anchen said. When he came to his senses, he had already followed the man for a long distance.

But I still felt a little unhappy when I heard him speak just now. Is it just because of An Jin’s friend?

Yang Anchen was walking behind with slow steps. It wasn't that he didn't want to walk a few steps faster to keep pace with Zhao Fangchu, but the person in front of him was really not dressed up in white today. His hair was gathered up and a few strands of hair hung down lightly. In the hot weather, the hair was soaked with sweat and stuck to his fair face.

When she was talking just now, that pretty little face looked up at her, her eyes were innocent and clear, and her cheeks turned slightly red when she talked about shy things.

No wonder he attracted the attention of others. Yang Anchen was the one who was most concerned about him. He was walking distractedly and saw Zhao Fangchu taking a sip of the sugar water while walking. The smile on his lips never faded.

After Yang Anjin and Zhao Fangyu walked past several stalls, they looked back and saw that Yang Anchen had not caught up with them. He knew that he was probably going with Zhao Fangchu.

Everyone has selfish desires, and he also wanted to make Yang Anchen happy, so he simply pretended not to know.

Zhao Fangyu was only concerned about the people around him, and had no time to care about others. He didn't care if anyone was missing.

If Zhao Fangyu hadn't been afraid of being nagged by Zhu Cuilan if he went straight to find someone, he wouldn't even want to go to Taoyuan. He would have wanted to fly to Yang Anjin immediately.

After Zhu Cuilan entered Taoyuan, Zhao Fangyu greeted Zhao Luochuan and went straight to Mingyue Bridge. He couldn't see Yang Anjin often on weekdays, but he could go to find Yang Anchen.

Yesterday, Zhao Luochuan went to town, and Zhao Fangyu said he would not go. In fact, he secretly found Yang Anchen and discussed with him to tell Yang Anjin to meet under the Mingyue Bridge.

What the stall owner said at noon was right. Yang Anjin was three points whiter than others, and using a slightly darker rouge did make her look more healthy.

When they first met today, Zhao Fangyu didn't say any sweet words. He just stuffed the rouge into Yang Anjin's arms without telling anyone what it was. It was only when Yang Anjin opened the box herself that she knew.

He had packed up before coming here today, and he didn't wait until he got home to use the new rouge. He didn't bring a small mirror with him, so he just used his fingers to lightly touch the rouge based on his feeling, and after applying it evenly on his lips, he asked people if it looked good.

It was quite hidden under the bridge, and everyone else was too busy to pay attention to them. Zhao Fangyu swallowed, nodded, and said it looked good, then gently wiped away the excess rouge from the corners of his mouth with his fingertips.

This sudden contact startled both of them. The warmth from the corner of Yang Anjin's mouth was still on Zhao Fangyu's fingertips. He placed them by his side and rubbed them gently for a moment. Looking at Yang Anjin's eyes that were wide open with fear, he stammered and apologized first.

After the shock, Yang Anjin suppressed his laughter and took Zhao Fangyu's hand. Their wedding date was not far away, so who could say anything if they held hands tonight?

Zhao Fangyu has been a widower since childhood and has never held a girl's hand, let alone a boy's hand for the first time. Just as he imagined, Yang Anjin looked white and tender, and her hands were as soft as if they had no bones.

He had been doing hard labor for a long time, and his hands had become extremely rough. There was a thick layer of calluses on the palms, and he seemed to feel nothing when he got a cut.

Zhao Fangyu's fingers unconsciously rubbed the back of Yang Anjin's hand, and he didn't dare to use force on his clenched hand, for fear that the calluses would rub against him and hurt him.

The two held hands and hid under the bridge, reluctant to go out. They huddled together without saying a word, just holding each other quietly.

If Yang Anchen hadn't come looking for them later, they didn't know how long they would have stayed under the bridge.

Yang Anchen wanted to see Zhao Fangchu, so he hurried from the town, a step slower than his family. He didn't know where to find him, so he thought of Zhao Fangyu. He came to the place where the two had agreed to meet under the bridge, but did not see Zhao Fangchu following him.

After asking, he found out that the person was going to Taoyuan first. Since he didn't find anyone, he didn't feel like going around, so he just followed Zhao Fangyu and the other person, annoying them. Yang Anchen didn't think he was redundant, and told them not to pay attention to him.

The two of them were completely upset by the interruption and were too embarrassed to let go of the hands that were holding each other. They could only let this idle person wander around with them.

I didn’t expect it to be such a coincidence that I actually ran into someone by Yang Anchen.

As the night deepens, the moon above my head appears even brighter and rounder. With someone to accompany me, I don’t feel bored no matter which stall I stop at.

Yang Donghu walked along the road behind Zhao Fangchu, watching him and Chen Ran meet and leave in a hurry. He was surprised in his heart that Zhao Fangchu's mind was working so quickly today that he even knew to find someone to cover for him.

Zhao Luochuan didn't understand why he followed Zhao Fangchu. Yang Donghu told him that he suspected Zhao Fangchu had a lover. Zhao Fangchu was not the only one who was scared yesterday. Yang Donghu was also worried about him walking around in such a crowded place.

Zhao Luochuan didn't think it was a big deal to have a lover. After all, Zhao Fangchu was already that old, so it was normal for him to have so many thoughts. If he tried to control her all the time, it might backfire. However, he was lucky yesterday. The first time was scary enough, and he didn't want it to happen again.

The two of them followed Zhao Fangchu not far behind and did not see anything unusual around him. When Yang Donghu had time, he found a stall and bought some mosquito repellent tents for his home.