In the spring a year later, warm sunlight spilled down.
A breeze carried the warmth of spring over the treetops.
The faint fragrance of flowers gradually filled the air, and the island donned its pale pink veil once more.
Along the quiet side streets, Song Yunxing excitedly darted in and out of shops selling traditional musical instruments.
Shen Yanci followed behind him, one hand in his pocket and a smile on his lips.
Their days off had aligned for once, so they had decided to take a trip for a few days.
Song Yunxing emerged from a shop, chattering happily. "The instruments here are so unusual. That drum..."
He instinctively reached for Shen Yanci's hand, only to notice that he seemed distracted.
"What's wrong?" The young man stopped and looked at him.
"...Nothing. I was thinking about something else." Shen Yanci pulled his hand out of his pocket and naturally took Song Yunxing's.
"No thinking about work when we're on vacation!" Song Yunxing said, pretending to be stern. "As punishment, for the next 24 hours, you can only think about me!"
Shen Yanci chuckled and brushed a kiss over his lips. Raising an eyebrow, he asked, "Isn't 24 hours a little too short?"
The tips of Song Yunxing's ears flushed. He pressed his lips together and changed the subject. "...Where are we going next?"
Shen Yanci had planned the entire trip. Seeing how enthusiastic he was, Song Yunxing had left him to it.
"Well, just follow me." Shen Yanci's tone was casual as he led him onward by the hand.
His free hand curled nervously, then instinctively reached toward his pocket.
Behind them, their assistant looked solemn as he activated his Bluetooth earpiece and urged, "Scene one! Scene one! Are you ready?"
"Almost, almost! Everyone's in position. We can start