Taking a stroll in the mountainous trails in the early morning was a pleasure unto itself.
Bai Xiaolian slowly moved forward, with Quan Zehao at her side.
After their conversation last night, she no longer held the same aversion to him as before.
"Let me help you."
As they passed a small dip on the path, Quan Zehao extended his hand to support Bai Xiaolian's arm. She did not resist his offer, allowing him to assist her over the incline.
She had mentally accepted him, but her outward display was somewhat exaggerated.
"Pack what you want to bring in the next few days, leave the rest here for now."
Quan Zehao did not release Bai Xiaolian's arm but instead held her closer. She hesitated for a moment but did not push him away.
"Okay."
Bai Xiaolian felt a little nervous. Quan Zehao holding her like this made her feel cherished.
The sun rose higher and higher, its warm light adorning the earth like a golden embroidery.