Anning finished packing her things, and Xiao Yuan took out a basket he wove with willow branches from under the stone he was sitting on, containing a large bunch of wildflowers he had picked.
Xiao Yuan was skilled and had a good sense of beauty. The basket he wove was delicate and pretty. Although the flowers were wild, he arranged them carefully, making the bunch look quite lovely.
He handed the basket to Anning: "Take it home later."
He must have thought about this in advance.
Xiao Yuan understood Anning just as Anning understood him.
He knew Anning would definitely bring him food and clothes, so he wove the basket and picked the flowers in advance, to give Anning an excuse when she returned home.
Anning smiled as she took the basket.
She didn't linger much longer. Although she was reluctant to leave Xiao Yuan, she still bid farewell.
