"Long night stretches ahead, and sleep eludes me. Isn't it boring for a lady to sit alone under the moon? Let this monk keep you company and chat about life and ideals, shall we?"
Wang Qiang's playful opening line immediately had Yang Xue chuckling, and she shuffled a bit to the side on the stone bench, gesturing at Wang Qiang, "Come on, take a seat and let's chat! Reverend."
"Oh! Alright... alright, sure!" Yang Xue's "generosity" actually made Wang Qiang feel a bit embarrassed.
To be honest, this was the first time Wang Qiang, other than with his mother, sat alone with a woman under the moon late at night, and that too at such a close distance. This inexperience made Wang Qiang very uneasy. He kept reminding himself, "This is not a date! This is definitely not a date!"
"The moon is really round tonight!"
