Koa Jackson opened the car door and led Mia Ginger out.
The October evening already carried a chill, especially at the foot of the mountain. A gust of cold wind blew, and Mia Ginger sneezed.
Koa Jackson helped her put on the coat from the crook of his arm and asked softly, "Cold?"
"I'm okay."
Mia Ginger looked up at him, feeling his features were incredibly charming. Unable to resist, she tiptoed closer.
Koa Jackson glanced down at her, letting out a rather pleased chuckle.
He didn't say a word, just held her hand tightly. After buying tickets, they entered the mountain together, facing the night breeze.
At the mountain entrance, there was a distinctive rock. As Mia Ginger passed by, she paused and requested, "Brother Jackson, can we take a photo?"
"Hmm?"
Koa Jackson turned his head. A couple was just taking a photo next to the rock.
The young girl looked at them, her face full of envy.