C271 He and Her Vacation

He was holding Xu Xiran's hand as they strolled through a quiet and ancient town.

There was no cold or clamor in A City, but only a warm, moist spring.

Little drops of rain dripped down onto the wet flagstones, soaking the moss that rose from the cracks in the stones. It was a stark contrast to the ice-cold A city.

Lu Jin was wearing the most ordinary pair of pants and a shirt