Cold Pond Crossing Crane Shadow, Cold Moon Turns to Autumn Heart.
It was as if they had returned to the moment of their first tryst at the Cold Pond Crossing Crane Shadow.
They gazed at each other in silence, only honeyed affection and a myriad of unspoken connections existed between them.
In this moment, in Zhou Yan's world, there was only the figure of Jiang Yuning.
In this moment, in Jiang Yuning's eyes, there was also only the figure of Zhou Yan.
Or perhaps, in Jiang Yuning's eyes, there had always been only this one figure of Zhou Yan; only Zhou Yan was the sole scenery in her world.
"These years, we've both grown up."
Zhou Yan sighed lightly, stepping closer to Jiang Yuning.
Jiang Yuning did not retreat, did not feel shy, nor was she flustered or uneasy.
She too took a gentle step forward, getting closer to Zhou Yan.
Then, quietly, she nestled into Zhou Yan's embrace.
It was a very serene, very simple hug, yet it surpassed everything else.
"Indeed, we have grown."
