To this day, Ye Ranran already knew how to comfort Fu Rong. She purposely softened her voice and said, "But I want to push you myself, I don't trust anyone else."
Since Ye Ranran had said that, if Fu Rong continued to object, he'd only be making trouble for himself.
"Where do you want to go?" Ye Ranran asked.
"Let's just walk around. Actually, as long as you're by my side, it doesn't matter where we go."
That's what truly matters.
Those sweet words she's wanted to hear for so long, she finally heard them, yet Ye Ranran felt nothing.
"Then let me push you around the garden."
It was just the right time of evening, when the sunlight was warm, and the entire garden was bathed in the cozy sunshine.
The flowers that had been wilting under the sun were slowly starting to stretch and unfold their leaves.
After pushing Fu Rong into the garden, Ye Ranran lowered her head, looking around for something.
"What are you looking for?"
"A watering can."
