But without all the family disputes and mess, some things became much easier to try.
Reading together, riding bikes together, playing the violin together.
They were as green as every first-love couple, no overstepping at all; in fact, in the first few days, they didn't even touch hands.
But for two people feeling that first flutter of attraction, just trying this much was already more than enough.
Sweetness, days like pink bubbles. Either at the Feng Family Villa or at the Qi Family's, or down by the sea, or in the square.
The more time Gu Zixi spent with Qi Xuesha, the more in sync they became.
He read documents in French, she would translate the sentences; when she needed to tune and practice, he would wrap his arm around her and teach her to play, bit by bit.
On the sixth day, in the Feng Family Villa garden under the ivy, Gu Zixi looked at Qi Xuesha and finally couldn't help it; little by little, he lowered his head and kissed her.
