"Oh, about that..." Qin Yize furrowed his brows, "It's a long story..."
Gu Qiaoqiao's clear eyes shifted slightly as she slowly pushed Qin Yize away, yet still stayed very close.
"Is it a legend?"
Qin Yize didn't answer but took Gu Qiaoqiao's hand, speaking gently. "Since you want to know, we can talk while we walk."
Gu Qiaoqiao's hand was enveloped in Qin Yize's large one.
Gu Qiaoqiao looked down at her hand, not knowing how many times this had happened.
Habit is a fearsome thing.
Her hand had already become accustomed to Qin Yize's occasional touches.
It had been the same when they'd come here.
Had her vigilance decreased, or did her heart not oppose it?
Gu Qiaoqiao moved her fingers and looked around, feeling eerily spooked.
She fell silent, letting Qin Yize lead her back the way they came.
They walked slowly.
It seemed as if they were leisurely walking on a pathway paved by the moonlight.
As if, by walking, they might find themselves on the moon.