Even though they had been an old married couple for a while, they lay by the river in the wild under the stars for an honest conversation, and both felt their relationship heating up again.
Luckily, the campsite had over ten people around like light bulbs, which kept Zhang Yang and Xiaowei from getting too carried away. After their passionate declarations of love, they snuggled for a long time until the night breeze felt chilly and their feet started getting numb, finally reluctantly getting up to return to the campsite for rest.
Unexpectedly, that night, Zhang Yang slept surprisingly well in the car, and when he woke up, daylight was already breaking outside the car window.
Feeling refreshed, Zhang Yang stretched lazily, quickly got dressed, and climbed out of the car, shouting out loud towards the mist-laden river in the distance.
"Ah!!!"
A shout, neither suppressed nor excited, startled the other campers who were still dreaming at the campsite.
