The campfire at the campground flickered in the night, and several people sat around it.

The surroundings were quiet and no one spoke.

Shi Qingxue leaned against Mo Junyang, her gaze falling on the dimly lit fire.

There was no talking or resting with eyes closed.

"What are you thinking about?" Mo Junyang wrapped his arms around the person a little tighter, while covering her body with his coat, before asking in a low voice.

Toki Qingxue also subconsciously ...