Qingqing was still not very satisfied, "Going to a place like that, what real business can there be?"
"It's really business, we'll talk about it later, I'll even take you along."
"Really? Then let's pinky swear." Qingqing raised her right pinky finger.
Chu Xuan raised his eyebrows, "Don't you think this is a bit childish?"
"I don't think so, hurry!" Qingqing urged.
So, Chu Xuan also extended a pinky, hooking it with hers.
Only then did Qingqing contentedly shake her hand, "Pinky swear a hundred years, no changes allowed."
Seeing her happy face, Chu Xuan's mood also lightened.
Just like that, the two continued holding hands, chatting endlessly, as if they had countless topics to talk about.
...
As the night fell, they lay on the boundless grassland, watching the bright stars in the night sky.
Qingqing suddenly remembered something, "By the way, do you remember, that night we returned from Ghost Street?"
"I remember, what's up?"
