His technique was clumsy, yet extraordinarily earnest. His slender fingers bent one by one, as if worried that Su Wan would be chilled, covering almost half of the young girl's face with the scarf, leaving only her forehead and eyes visible.
Gu Nanzhou's movements were gentle as he drew Su Wan's trapped hair out from the scarf, softly asking her, "Are you cold?"
Su Wan shook her head.
The young girl looked obedient and soft, a few strands of her soft hair floating in the wind by her ears, revealing her delicate and pale little ears, which were slightly reddened by the breeze.
Adorably off-limits.
Gu Nanzhou's mind paused for a moment, and he couldn't resist touching her earlobe briefly before quickly lowering his hand, "Why did you come out?"
Su Wan blinked and asked, "Why are you still here?"
Gu Nanzhou looked down at her, "There's no one at home, nothing to do." Without her, something was always missing.