I Want You to Be Buried With the Dead

"Wait for me here. I'll go buy two tickets," Qian'e said to Xia He.

Xia He nodded and slowly sat down on the stool by the big tree. She had acted in many stage plays and knew the kind of angles that would make it difficult for others to see her face clearly. Even professionals would not be able to see her face clearly unless they leaned in to take a closer look.

There were not many people who came to row in the morning. Qian'e quickly bought the tickets and the two of them chose a boat to row to the center of the lake.

"We can finally talk now," Xia He said with a sigh.

"We can't act too normal. Otherwise, the people ashore will become suspicious when they look at us. Do you think they are using binoculars?" Qian'e asked curiously.

"If you didn't tell them we're going on the lake, I don't think they would bring such a thing out. People wouldn't expect us to be here," Xia He said.