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Sixth Sister and Little Sister Su were laughing together. Sometimes one would run ahead while the other followed; at other times, they would trail behind, approaching dragonflies and catching them in their cupped hands. As the pall of night drew closer, those agile dragonflies slowed, landing on branches and blades of grass - docile in their drowsy states.

Soon, the two sisters managed to catch a handful of them.

"Dragonflies eat mosquitoes. They are good little insects, so don't hurt them. Make sure you release them!"

"We will, Big Sister."

A flush colored Su Wen's cheeks as Zhou Hengyang led her by the arm. That grip that wandered down to her waist, clamping it tightly and pressing her against him, constantly reminded her of his presence. It was distracting.

While Su Wen could not describe how she felt, she realized something was wrong with her emotions, which were in flux.