From the cinema to the arcade, and then to fooling around at the theme restaurant—after several hours, Qin Fan thoroughly relived that feeling of being in love, something he hadn't experienced for centuries. Although there was no substantial progress, not even holding hands, the happiness he felt was genuinely overflowing.
After leaving Wanda Square, night had already fallen. The city lights shimmered, painting a vibrant scene of bustling nightlife.
"It's a 7.3-kilometer walk. Would we be crazy to do it?" Facing the night breeze, Qin Fan turned to Jiang Yino.
"You're the one who just said it's 7.3 kilometers. You tell me if that's crazy," Jiang Yino shot him an unamused look. "How long would that even take us?"
"When you can't walk anymore, I'll carry you. We can go as fast as you want!" Qin Fan instinctively reached for her delicate hand, but he stopped halfway, pulling it back with a bitter smile.
