When the autumn wind blew and the leaves fluttered, Miss Chen had already calmed down. She looked at the blue sky, lost in thought.
Chen Pingping, smiling, came to her side once more and chuckled lightly, "Isn't everything fine now?"
"Didn't you have something to say?" Miss Chen spoke up, "I really can't look into your eyes, I'm afraid I'll laugh..."
In this regard, she was not lying.
"Shall we take a walk?" Chen Pingping raised his head.
"Where to?"
"Anywhere."
The two walked side by side, crossing mountain ranges to reach a vast grassland, greeting the autumn wind and facing the mild sun.
The grass on the grassland wasn't as lush green as in spring; it appeared somewhat withered and lifeless.
Neither spoke, the atmosphere gradually becoming subtle.
No one knew how much time had passed when a long cry descended from the sky above. It was an eagle, flapping its wings, searching for prey.
Seeing this, Miss Chen said, "Do you think an eagle knows how high the sky is?"
