A trace of confusion flickered in Lin Xi's heart,
though she was filled with doubt about where Xue Yang was about to lead her,
she still chose to follow him unconditionally,
with a step containing a hint of trust and compliance.
In Lin Xi's eyes,
Xue Yang seemed like an unyielding tall tree,
any challenges or hardships in his deep eyes,
were nothing more than insignificant waves.
He possessed an extraordinary ability,
in any unknown territory,
he could reach there as easily as picking something from a bag.
This ability was particularly vivid in Lin Xi's memory—like that first moon-watching journey,
amidst a sea of people, noisy and bustling, yet Xue Yang could,
like threading a needle, find a place just for the two of them, a tranquil secret haven,
where the moonlight bathed everything, waiting quietly as their exclusive secret base.
Every follow with him was another testament to Xue Yang's endless capabilities,
