Sensing that Wen Xiangyang was about to climb up, Mu Lingqian stood up, carrying Wen Xiangyang on his back and continued their journey along the road. With spring near and the New Year approaching, they walked down the quiet road together. Besides the occasional roar of cars passing by, the only sound came from each other's heartbeats.
As they walked along, they felt as if they were the only two people left in the world – so much so that they completely forgot about the car they had parked before stopping for late-night snacks.
Or perhaps, Mu Lingqian just didn't want to drive.
Wen Xiangyang leaned against Mu Lingqian's back, feeling the warmth emanating from him. She took a deep breath and tightened her grip around Mu Lingqian's neck.
Mu Lingqian…
Wen Xiangyang, hugging Mu Lingqian's neck, shut her eyes.