"This was clearly you pulling me, okay?"
As she complained about Yan Xianjue's inaccurate wording, Shen Fangli obligingly held out her hand.
Following Yan Xianjue's pull, she climbed the final stone step.
At that moment, any words would have been superfluous. Shen Fangli already understood why Yan Xianjue had insisted on coming all the way here.
A small orb wrapped in a faint orange glow rose at the edge of the horizon.
The sea that had tormented them so terribly yesterday now lay spread out before them.
The cold dawn slowly broke beneath bright, gentle light.
Between the ink-blue clouds and the tranquil sea, the first glimmer of dawn in the human world was born.
The salty sea breeze curled past her nose.
It was clearly the height of romance, yet Shen Fangli felt nothing but joy.
Just then, a chirping little bird suddenly flew between them.
Shen Fangli raised her hand. The bird chirped twice more before landing on her arm.
Lowering her voice, Shen Fangli said in delight, "Yan Xianjue, it's so friendly!"
As soon as she spoke, she caught sight of him from the corner of her eye, and her girlish heart immediately began pounding.
"You really should smile more," she murmured.
Not that cold smile, mocking smile, or mischievous smile, but a simple smile with gentleness at the corners of his lips as he calmly gazed into the distance.
Then, the moment he heard her voice, he turned and held her in his eyes.
She no longer cared about the little bird rubbing its beak affectionately against her sleeve, trying to beg for food.
She reached out and covered his eyes. Yan Xianjue cooperatively bent down so she would not have to stand on tiptoe.
In a low voice, Shen Fangli said, "Don't look at me