At the same time, Ping'an was walking home with Qu Shengmei, saying, "I might still be very busy next year, but at least on weekends, I can occasionally pick you up from work."
"Really?" Qu Shengmei's eyes shone with surprise, and she stopped in her tracks, then laughed, "No need to go through so much trouble to pick me up, I've long been prepared to be a soldier's wife."
Ping'an chuckled, glanced around, grabbed her hand and squeezed it, then let go immediately, "Let's go home."
"Alright."
"So happy?" Ping'an laughed again, "Mei, what's your favorite season?"
"Huh? Autumn, isn't your favorite autumn?"
"Silly girl, it's not what I like, it's about what you like the most. I want to pick your favorite season to welcome you into our family."
Qu Shengmei blushed and looked down, mumbling, "All four seasons are beautiful."
