The two were silent. One was silently applying an ointment while the other was busy observing the other.
If one could step more and look at them, one could feel a serene and warm atmosphere. With the dim light and little sparkles from above, with the cold breeze that carries the fragrance of the flowers, it gives off a romantic feeling.
Linfeng couldn't help but greedily savor this moment. It was so nice to be taken care of.
"Who is she?" Xiong Zhi's voice broke the silence. She was taking her time to apply the ointment.
"Hn?" Linfeng was a bit daze as she asked. Her little fingers that gently touch his skin made it hard for him to pull his attention away from it. The cool breeze and her presence really made him muddle-headed. He doesn't know what she's talking about.
Xiong Zhi was finally done applying the ointment. She looked up at Linfeng.
