In the following days, there seemed to be a wall between the master and his student. Apart from a few words before their classes ended each night, they each indulged themselves in their respective interests.
Every morning, afternoon and evening, Xia Zhou would dine with An Ruer, sharing his insights from his alchemy studies. There were Dim's surveillance guards all around the academy, showing displays of affection was not possible. They could only embrace each other when they met or said goodbye.
Day after day, the peaceful days seemed to be unending.
About three weeks later, Sunday morning.
The weather was nice that day; it was sunny and the warmth of sunlight was comforting.
It was the perfect weather to lean against your lover, sitting quietly at the dining table at the terrace of the restaurant, overlooking the mesmerizing lake view.
Xia Zhou was sitting with his back towards the restaurant entrance and facing the lake. Beside him, An Ruer was submerged in her book.