The tent was lined with soft dry grass, and at night, he and Ye Anqi slept inside.
Outside the tent, a campfire burned continuously, not only for warmth but also to keep wild animals at bay.
Night fell quickly, and after eating, the two leaned against the campfire and chatted.
They talked about everything, and any topic could bring them joy.
Ya Shitian wasn't a talkative person and didn't enjoy chatting with others.
But with Ye Anqi, he always found endless things to say.
He always felt grateful that his wife was Ye Anqi, not someone else.
Otherwise, his life would have been so dull...
The night deepened.
The air here was unpolluted, and the sky was filled with stars.
Ye Anqi leaned on Ya Shitian's shoulder, gazing at the stars above, "So beautiful."
Ya Shitian looked up and indeed, it was beautiful.
He suddenly said, "I never appreciated the night scenery before. But I've loved it these past few years. Do you know why?"
"Why?"
