An Ran seems to understand Mu Xingfeng's words partially, but she knows that her man is like the broad shoulders he offers her now, her eternal support.
Approaching noon, the two finally arrived at the temple. Mu Xingfeng helped An Ran down, took a couple of sips of water, adjusted his clothes, and quietly lined up behind the other devotees to walk into the temple.
An Ran noticed that this queue was not of tourists visiting the temple but actual believers going to worship.
An Ran always thought Mu Xingfeng brought her here just for sightseeing, but she didn't expect he would really worship.
"Mu Xingfeng, when did you start believing in this?" An Ran gently tugged at his clothes and asked softly.
Mu Xingfeng reached out to wrap his arm around her shoulder, looking at her tenderly, "I didn't believe before, but now that I have someone to care about, I want to give her another layer of protection."
