Duan Xingye was first startled, then his eyes reddened as he took the fuzzy peach, saying very moved, "Weiwei is so good to me."
Bai Chuwei didn't make a sound, actually, she was just worried that the school's peach tree wasn't properly cared for and had been growing wild; even if she sped up the ripening process, it might not taste good, and she wanted Duan Xingye to be a guinea pig and try it first…
Duan Xingye unscrewed a bottle of mineral water, washed the peach with the water, and then bit into it fiercely, exclaiming with surprise, "Sweet."
Bai Chuwei's slender fingers lightly brushed her own chin as she murmured while looking at the splendid springtime peach blossoms, "It seems to be growing well."
As Duan Xingye munched on the first peach of the year, he asked curiously, "How did Ancestor Weiwei end up here?"
Bai Chuwei tugged lightly at the corner of her mouth, speaking indifferently, "I wanted to find a better peach grove to pick some peach blossoms to brew wine."