Two months later.
Xia Zhou has mostly self-studied the beginner level of Poison Alchemy.
In front of him, only a difficult task of conceiving Elemental Attributes remains.
He spends a month in contemplation. Every day outside of crafting poisons to maintain his hands-on skills, he sits by the desk pondering with furrowed brows.
One Wednesday in the twilight hours.
On the stone path beside the lake, two figures stroll leisurely arm in arm.
An Ruer noticed that her boyfriend seemed to have been quite preoccupied recently, with his brows constantly furrowed.
"Dear, are you still troubled by that problem?"
Hearing the gentle words beside him, Xia Zhou snaps out of his contemplation and gazes at his increasingly beautiful and mature girlfriend.
He lifts his hand to slightly pinch the bun-like hairdo atop her head.