The setting sun slanted westward; dusk was drawing near.
In a park, a man and a woman sat in a secluded corner.
"It's a little cold. Are you done yet? Someone's coming soon." Zhang Xiaoyue's body trembled faintly, her face red as a persimmon as she pleaded softly.
"Don't worry, I'm watching!"
After a while, Chen Shouyi finally withdrew his hand.
Zhang Xiaoyue hurriedly straightened her clothes, looking left and right with the guilty air of a thief. Only after seeing that no one was around did she relax, then she cast him a coquettish glance. "Satisfied now?"
"Mm, not bad." Chen Shouyi chuckled. At present, he could only get his hands on her; Zhang Xiaoyue was simply too weak. "Have you missed me lately?"
"Who missed you?" Zhang Xiaoyue said, contradicting her true feelings. As she spoke, she handed him the bag and said shyly, "Oh right, I almost forgot. This is for you."
"What is it?" Chen Shouyi asked curiously as he took it.
"Take a look and you'll know."
In fact, Chen Shouyi had already seen it. He took a pair of fuzzy knitted gloves from the bag. "You knitted these?"
"I only just learned. They didn't turn out very well. If you don't like them, give them back to me." Zhang Xiaoyue looked a little embarrassed.
"I like them. How could I not?" Chen Shouyi happily put on the gloves and lied through his teeth. "They're quite warm, and they look pretty good too."
"As long as you like them. I'll knit you a scarf next time," Zhang Xiaoyue said, her face filled with blissful sweetness.
"Don't. You've never seen me wear a scarf. Your thoughtfulness is enough." Chen Shouyi felt somewhat moved. "Sorry. I've been rather busy these days and haven't had time to visit