Lan Qingran ran over and lifted Nan Qiao up, swinging her around in a circle.
"Jingjing, you're finally back."
Nan Qiao was set down and looked up at him, "Brother Qingran, you seem to have gotten tanner."
Lan Qingran replied, "Being exposed to the sun and wind at sea, it's inevitable to get a bit tanned. If Jingjing doesn't like it, from now on, Brother Qingran will obediently apply sunscreen and wear a hat, so I won't tan."
Nan Qiao chuckled, "I'm just teasing you, Brother Qingran. Even if you're darker, you're still very handsome."
Lan Qingran rubbed his head, looking a bit shy, but still dotingly gazed at Nan Qiao.
"Jingjing, I've brought you a gift, I'll take you to see it."
Lan Qingran grabbed Nan Qiao's hand, and they ran outside together.
The two of them were running fast, the sea breeze lifting Nan Qiao's hair strands, while Lan Qingran's eyes were filled with laughter.
...
In Nan Qiao's room, she took off the stifling mask.