"Let's go for a walk," Shang Jianghan said, allowing the girl to take a photo before pulling her hand to walk outside.
Shen Chaoxi hesitated.
"What's wrong?" The man turned back to look at her.
"Are we going out like this?" Shen Chaoxi pointed at their attire. She did not mind, but what would those who recognize Shang Jianghan think of him?
"Isn't this just fine?" The man's ink-dark eyes shone faintly as he reached forward with her hand.
Rarely having the time for it, Shen Chaoxi naturally didn't want to spoil the mood.
The two walked out of the Shang family's old residence.
Going for a walk meant just that: they didn't use any means of transportation and walked side by side, holding hands.
At the end of September, the sun was shining brightly today, and they even started to sweat after walking for a while.
"Are we going to the cabin?" Shen Chaoxi still remembered this direction.
Shang Jianghan didn't look back, but the grip on her hand tightened.
"Hmm."