[ It's a wonderful walk. The weather is perfect, the trees seem oblivious to time or reality and bloom with vibrant colors, bursting and fading to their own secret rhythm. Walking side by side with Zhou Zishu is a paradise all on its own... until Wen Kexing finally notices that they've probably circled back to that same path a few times. Even he can't mistake it. At first he thought that they were trying to find the end of the mountain, to see how far the world would extend for them, but soon enough Wen Kexing slowed to a stop, pulling Zhou Zishu toward him. ]
A-Xu.
[ He shouldn't be concerned, right? But while Siji was always a comfort to him, in contrast to the Valley's harsh life, it wasn't necessarily the symbol of hope to Zhou Zishu. He remembered the pain when they woke up in the night, and how desperate his zhiji was to have him for support in that empty manor. ]
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A-Xu.
[ He shouldn't be concerned, right? But while Siji was always a comfort to him, in contrast to the Valley's harsh life, it wasn't necessarily the symbol of hope to Zhou Zishu. He remembered the pain when they woke up in the night, and how desperate his zhiji was to have him for support in that empty manor. ]
What's going on? Aren't we going in?