"Forget about running." Waking up early, Kiyono Lin hadn't changed her clothes, wearing the school tracksuit she used as pajamas last night, "If it's a walk, I can join you."
"Let's go."
The two walked out of the hotel, and the cold air hit them in the face.
Once acclimated to the chill, the fresh air felt comforting.
"Any place you want to go?" Kiyono Lin asked.
"No, do you?"
"Yes." Holding her body, Kiyono Lin said, "I want to go to Immortal Stone Field. The travel magazine says that in the fall, the hills should be covered with golden Mang Grass."
"Since today is a free day, wouldn't it be better to go after the sun comes up?" Dubian Che said.
At this time, the world was still dim, the moon reluctantly hanging on Outer Ring Mountain, like a crab about to be fried, desperately clamping the pot's edge, trying its best to lift itself.
"There are more people during the day."
"Okay."
