Xia Mian paused her rowing motion, her clear eyes slowly turning to look at Lu Zechuan. She looked for a long time but only softly uttered a single "Hmm" sound.
Saying she didn't want to marry Lu Zechuan, that would be a lie.
Saying she wanted to marry him, seemed not reserved enough.
The water glittered, the moonlight was enchanting. Lu Zechuan and Xia Mian shared a boat, admiring the wind, the moon, and the earthly landscapes.
Lu Zechuan unconsciously raised his arm, pulling Xia Mian into the crook of his arm.
If he could, he wouldn't want to go back tonight...
Just as this thought emerged for Lu Zechuan, Xia Mian's phone rang. She took out her phone for a glance—it was Song Juan calling.
"My mom's urging me to go back." Xia Mian broke free from Lu Zechuan's embrace and answered the call.
"Mianmian, it's getting late. When are you coming back?" Song Juan's voice was gentle, but Xia Mian could still sense the anxiety in her voice.
