Tuya, who had been grinning foolishly, was also pulled away by Chen Feng, leaving only the two of them. A cloud drifted across the sky, casting a shadow over the canyon.

The two walked along the narrow, damp wooden plank path.

You Mingxu asked, “Have you been here before?”

“No.”

“Then how did you choose this place?”

“Chen Feng found it online.”

She stopped and said, “It’s quite unexpected that you would bring me here.”

“Is that so? Where do you think I should have taken you?”

You Mingxu smiled without answering. It was hard to say where they should have gone, but with his personality, it would either be a lavish, extravagant place or perhaps a secluded, vast, and quiet location. Not like now, coming to an ordinary scenic spot, like ordinary tourists, ordinary couples, sightseeing. Everything was so common that it felt uncommon.

“I told Chen Feng not to look for anything special. I just wanted to take you somewhere lively but not too noisy,” he said.

You Mingxu paused, seemingly understanding something, and held his hand, saying, “Good, I like it very much.”

He added, “Besides, the climate here is cool, you don’t even need to turn on the air conditioner at night, and the mountain forest atmosphere is so nice. I can do whatever I want to you, and you won’t complain about being sweaty and uncomfortable.”

“Get lost.”

Ahead appeared a pitch-black cave tunnel, its end not visible at a glance. Water droplets continuously fell from the cave walls. Yin Feng led You Mingxu inside. Naturally, You Mingxu wasn’t afraid in the slightest, but because the ground was wet and slippery, the light was almost nonexistent, and there were steps, the two walked more slowly.

Yin Feng suddenly said, “If this were some delicate, clingy woman, she’d be hanging onto me by now, trembling and begging ‘hubby, carry me.'”

You Mingxu smiled and said, “And if you were still You Yingjun, you’d be the one hanging onto me, trembling and begging ‘A’Xu, hold me.'”

Yin Feng laughed out loud. Somehow, he managed to find his way to her ear in the darkness and gently bit her earlobe, saying, “A’Xu, hold me.”

You Mingxu pushed him away.

Unexpectedly, she used too much force, and with the slippery ground, he stumbled. You Mingxu quickly reached out to grab him, both of them slipping slightly. Finally, Yin Feng’s back hit the stone wall with a muffled groan, and he pulled You Mingxu into his embrace.

You Mingxu anxiously asked, “Does it hurt?”

Before she finished speaking, he turned her around and pressed her against the wall. However, her back felt something soft—it was his hand, cushioning her. Even though You Mingxu had the heart of an iron-blooded man, she was moved by this mature man’s subtle tenderness, her heart warming. But then she thought: he does know how to handle women.

He was already kissing her in the darkness, finding her lips so accurately. The breath from his mouth was crisp yet gentle.

“I love you,” he said in a deep voice.

You Mingxu wrapped her arms around his neck. “I love you, too.”

As he kissed her, he chuckled softly, “Not enough… more… A’Xu… whenever you don’t see me, I just…”

“Mmm… what… nonsense…”

By the time the two walked out of that cave section, You Mingxu felt her steps were a bit wobbly, and her heart was soft too. He steadily held her, and except for his handsome face tinged with a flush of red, there was no other change.

Later, the two barely spoke. It seemed like nothing needed to be said; a certain unspoken atmosphere lingered between them. That aura seemed to isolate the two of them from everything around them. Formless, silent, omnipresent.

You Mingxu didn’t know why, even though they had been together for so long, but during the next part of their journey, Yin Feng’s quiet gaze, his softly spoken words, and his occasional touch made her feel restless and subtly embarrassed.

Before long, they reached the deepest part of the scenic area, where the largest, widest, and most magnificent waterfall was located. Several broad white ribbons rushed down together, like thousands of troops, creating an overwhelming spectacle.

Even You Mingxu and Yin Feng stood still, quietly watching for a while.

The four others had arrived earlier and were somewhat excited, walking back and forth on the viewing platform. Xiao Yan and Tuya were the most playful, striking various poses for photos. However, Xiao Yan’s poses were all hearts, monkeys, soldiers, while Tuya mostly pretended to be deep in thought—one moment a thinker, the next a gazer into the distance. You Mingxu couldn’t help but laugh continuously at the sight.

At this moment, Chen Feng said, “Let’s have someone take a group photo of us.”

Xiao Yan grinned and ran over. Guanjun snorted but didn’t walk away, standing still. Tuya said in a simple voice, “Sure!”

Yin Feng remained silent, appearing indifferent. You Mingxu smiled, pulled him over, and beckoned to Guanjun. Only then did Guanjun slowly come over, while Xiao Yan and Tuya also ran over.

Chen Feng found a passerby and then ran back, standing at the very edge.

The passerby was a young man who looked quite cheerful, though he found this group a bit strange—old men, young men, handsome men, beautiful women, and a gloomy-looking uncle. The young man called out, “I’ll count one, two, three, cheese—”

Everyone in the frame smiled.

Dense mist surged toward them from all directions. The waterfall thundered, the sunlight was brilliant, and green trees covered the valley.

Xiao Yan grinned broadly, Chen Feng smiled warmly, Tuya smiled straightforwardly, and Guanjun had a half-smile.

You Mingxu and Yin Feng stood in the center; he had his arm around her shoulder, and both were smiling.

Later, Guanjun had this “family portrait” printed in a large format and hung it in the first-floor living room. Actually, whenever they saw it, they all felt a bit of inexplicable embarrassment. But sometimes they couldn’t help but look at it a few more times.

Much later, after several years, a small person appeared in the villa, dressed in an exquisite little gentleman’s shirt and shorts. With his hand touching his chin, he looked at the photo for a while and pointed out in a flat tone, “Uncle Guanjun, your smile is the stiffest.”

Guanjun angrily said, “You little brat! Don’t sleep with me tonight!”

The little one snickered, “As if I want to sleep with you. Every time, you’re the one who forcibly carries me away from my parents’ bed.”

Guanjun: “Argh…”

But that’s a story for another time.

On this day in Guizhou, they played all day. In the evening, they drove into a highland prairie and stayed in a tent homestay at the top of the mountain.

As dusk gradually fell, there was no one left on the prairie. Their location was very high, with only about a dozen tents in total, making it very peaceful.

Looking down from the tent, one could see the sloping mountainside, full of green trees and colorful flower clusters. Mist danced on the ridges, and though they were here, it felt as if they were in another world.

Even people like Guanjun and Tuya walked barefoot on the wooden corridor of the tent hotel with a touch of lazy comfort. You Mingxu sat on the wooden corridor, looking into the distance, then at them beside her, and realized that they were clearly like Yin Feng, quiet and aloof men. Even Xiao Yan, sitting alone at the end of the corridor in silence, was the same.

Yin Feng’s stamina was indeed the weakest among the group. When You Mingxu returned to the room, she found that after his shower, he had fallen asleep, lying face down on the bed. The bed was laid directly on the ground, and such a tall man was lying there like a child, carefree, sleeping sweetly.

Watching him, You Mingxu felt a warmth in her heart. She went over to cover him with a blanket and dimmed the room lights. Then she smiled, thinking, oh no, how is it that in the end, she still felt like a mother?