Lin Baici loved spending time with his counselor. It made him feel warm and cozy, like he was staying in a wooden cabin in the forest on a snowy winter's day, sitting by a warm fireplace and enjoying hot tea and little treats.
Holding his beloved while listening to the snow fall.
The firewood crackled in the hearth, illuminating the face of his wife, a face he could never tire of looking at, and driving away the winter chill.
Lin Baici's heart settled into stillness, like a lake with not a ripple on its surface.
He hoped these days would go on forever.
Eating, drinking tea, and chatting a little.
Even when they didn't speak, just sitting on the sofa and scrolling through their phones, Lin Baici never felt bored. All it took was the occasional glance up at Gu Qingxiang for a sense of contentment to wash over him.
Like sowing in spring and reaping in autumn, with mushrooms filling the storehouse.
"Hm?"
Gu Qingxiang sat at one end of the sofa. When she noticed Lin Baici looking at her, she instinctively tilted her head and gave him an inquisitive look.
"Haha!"
Lin Baici grinned.
"What is it?"
Gu Qingxiang touched her face.
"That look on your face is just like an NPC in a game with a question mark popping up over your head!"
Lin Baici turned off his phone screen. "If I talk to you now, will I get a quest?"
"Childish!"
Gu Qingxiang rolled her eyes at Lin Baici, then let out a giggle.
Ever since she'd met Lin Baici, her life had changed.
Gu Qingxiang had gone to Xijing this time for two reasons: to inspect Qin Palace God's Ruins, and to take a trip and try to forget Lin Baici.
She was a god,