When Michael and I finally started to walk back from the clear pond, the sun was already setting. I remembered that the sun had not yet risen when we came here. I couldn't help but recall what an absurd day we had.
I looked at the clear pond with some nostalgia. Although it was ridiculous, I was pleased today.
Michael noticed my emotions and reached out to touch my head. "If you like this place, we can stay here forever. We don't have to worry about anything else."
I shook my head and smiled at Michael. "It's good here, but it's only because you're here. In the future, no matter where we go, as long as you're there, it'll be the same."
Michael looked at me with a surprised expression and said exaggeratedly, " "My Little Wolf, when did you become so good at sweet talking?"
I tilted my head and glanced at Michael before shamelessly saying, "I've always been very good at it."
