After dinner, Yang Qingyin took the initiative to suggest a walk on the nearby grassland.
Luo Ziling naturally would not refuse.
Xiaoli very considerately did not follow close behind them but instead trailed far behind.
Without Ye Xiaoli, the third wheel, by his side, Luo Ziling naturally became bolder and took Yang Qingyin's hand quite naturally.
Yang Qingyin didn't refuse and even actively grasped Luo Ziling's hand, intertwining their fingers.
However, while holding hands with Luo Ziling and strolling on the grassland, Yang Qingyin thought of what Ling Ruonan had told her that afternoon and couldn't help feeling a bit down.
Luo Ziling did not notice Yang Qingyin's mood because it was too dark, and he wasn't paying attention to her face.
"The Mid-Autumn Festival is in a few days, the moon should be quite big," Luo Ziling looked up at the sky and said with a bit of regret, "The clouds are too thick, the moon and stars are all gone."