After eating and drinking to their heart's content, the campfire party naturally came as scheduled.
The night was as dark as ink, yet studded with brilliant stars, and the burning campfire seemed like a vibrant painting.
The Great Border has a large temperature difference between day and night, and the weather, which is in the teens at night, is indeed a bit chilly.
But the blazing campfire burning in the dark not only illuminated people's faces but also warmed everyone's body and mind.
Zhuo Qianqian held Wang Fan with her right hand and Zhuo Mom with her left. Zhuo Mom held Mr. Zhuo with her left hand, and everyone joined hands to form a circle, dancing joyfully.
Although Wang Fan's limbs belonged to the undomesticated type in dancing, dancing around the campfire indeed did not require any skill; it was all about enjoying that simple joy.
