Yanshan Mountain Range, as the morning light first emerges, the gentle rays fall softly like a thin veil upon the mountain's foot. Although the essence of spring has subtly begun to unfold in this world, the morning chill remains piercingly harsh, akin to countless sharp blades ruthlessly slicing across faces.
Inside the tent, Shi Feiyang and Lu Hongye entwine and merge, having spent a blissfully intoxicating night.
Lu Hongye, like a lazy and affectionate kitten, slowly opens her drowsy eyes within Shi Feiyang's arms, warm as fire.
Her cheeks are pink, akin to peach blossoms first bursting on the branches in spring, tender and dewy, tinted with a faint blush.
Her eyes sparkle with satisfaction and happiness, as if hiding a sky full of stars. She gently moves her body, quietly rising from Shi Feiyang's embrace, her movement as light as a breeze brushing past petals, fearing to disturb her beloved still in the realm of dreams.
