Gu Xiangyi held onto Xu Xiangbei's arm and gently rested her head on his shoulder: "Thank you. If you hadn't helped me, I really wouldn't have known what to do."
Xu Xiangbei grinned mischievously: "You're my future wife. If I don't help you, then who will I help? There's the park ahead. Let's go rowing."
On both sides of the park, vendors were selling all kinds of snacks, shouting loudly. What they sold was ordinary, but their calls, rich with dialect, were as melodious as opera, attracting the attention of tourists.
Xu Xiangbei bought two skewers of candied hawthorns, handing one to Gu Xiangyi, and they ate until their mouths were covered with syrup.
After eating the candied hawthorns, Gu Xiangyi felt much better and her smile returned.
She used a wet wipe to clean the syrup from Xu Xiangbei's lips.
"Look at you, eating a skewer of candied hawthorns and turning into a little kitten."
