The sun hung high overhead, casting warm golden rays across the people resting beneath the trees. Soft patches of light shifted across the cool green grass whenever the breeze stirred the leaves above.
The air carried the faint scent of earth and distant flowers, and the quiet rustle of the trees mixed with the occasional bright laughter of a child. Under the shade, Shen Guoxing remained completely focused on Mo Yan, making faces and chatting softly in her soft, milky voice, entirely unaware of the steady gaze fixed on her from a short distance away.
Su Wanyan noticed the lovestruck expression on the little girl's face and chuckled quietly under her breath. As they drew nearer she released Leilei's hand and settled down on the grass beside Mo Xingxue, the cool blades brushing against her palms.
The movement finally caught Shen Guoxing's attention. She turned toward Su Wanyan at once, eyes bright.
