Following Ye Zhou's instructions, An Youhe tied a knot in the red string.

Ye Zhou took the red string with the character "舟" (boat) on it and put it on An Youhe's wrist, tying a knot that was also tightly closed.

"In this way, we belong to each other."

Ye Zhou leaned down slightly and whispered in the girl's ear.

The girl's heart was pounding.

Looking at the character "舟" (boat) in my hand.

Does this mean that...?

She belongs to Ye Zhou.

Ye Zhou is hers too.

This behavior inevitably reminded An Youhe of the scene in TV dramas where the bride and groom exchange rings.

That kind of sacred and solemn oath.

Ye Zhou smiled and stood up, gently rubbing the girl's slightly sweaty hair with his large hand, and separating the sticky hair on her forehead.

He turned around and met the proprietress with a warm, aunt-like smile on her face.

"Hey lady, here's your money."

The proprietress, who had been watching the drama unfold with a maternal smile, immediately said, "It's free, you can have it for free. At first, I was wondering what a young girl would be looking for under the blazing sun. Haha, oh my, you two young lovers, really."

This kind of girl is hard to find these days, handsome young man, you'd better hold on tight and not let go. Consider this your wedding gift.

Upon hearing this, An Youhe blushed and grabbed Ye Zhou's hand, ready to leave.

Ye Zhou readily agreed and was led by a soft little hand.

"You didn't go to work this afternoon, aren't you afraid of having your salary docked?" Ye Zhou joked.

"It's nothing, just an afternoon's wages." Of course, it can't compare to Ye Zhou's importance.

"Haha, we, Youhe, are not short of money. I was just kidding, Mom is not that kind of person, haha."

An Youhe walked forward, her face flushed, their palms touching.

What started as a simple hand-holding session somehow evolved into interlocking fingers.