After taking a couple of steps, Mu Lianxiao suddenly stopped.
Du Yunluo was following right behind him and nearly bumped into him, but Mu Lianxiao quickly caught her.
"Why did you stop?" Du Yunluo looked up at him.
Mu Lianxiao released Du Yunluo's shoulders and held her hand: "Do you still remember the way back?"
Du Yunluo was momentarily stunned.
She recalled the Wangmei Garden from that year.
He had asked her the same question before holding her hand.
That was the first time he had held her in this life, cautiously probing back then, but now it felt as natural as it should be.
Du Yunluo smiled, interlocking her fingers with Mu Lianxiao's: "I don't remember."
She was lying to him. How could she not know? In the backyard of the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion, even in pitch darkness, Du Yunluo could find her way.
But at this moment, she just wanted to say so, to let him lead her, guide her.
Du Yunluo saw Mu Lianxiao smiling, a smile warmer than winter sunshine.
