"You're right," Jian Shichu stroked her head, "whatever you want to do, just go ahead and do it."
Because I will always stand behind you, being your strong support.
"Mhm," Ye Qingci snuggled into his embrace, smiling happily, "you're the very best!"
"Good girl!" Jian Shichu held her hand, "It's getting late; let's head back."
"Mhm," Ye Qingci stood up, their fingers interlocked, and she hopped down the stone steps, "Let's not have Brother Xiao bring the car here, shall we walk to the parking lot instead? After sitting at home with mom all day, I feel all rusty."
Jian Shichu had no objections, of course, and he walked her towards the parking lot with his arm around her shoulders.
On the street, the fog grew thicker, and there were fewer pedestrians.
The street lamps cast long shadows behind them, and in the quiet of the night, with birds chirping peacefully, Ye Qingci felt a sense of serene tranquility.