When they finally stopped, it was already evening, and the sun was hiding its blushing face.
Mu Tang and Mo Xian sat on the footboard of the carriage, each on one side, sitting in quiet silence. Mo Xian didn't speak, and Mu Tang said nothing either, so quiet it felt as though time had frozen.
"Want to practice once more?" Mu Tang looked at Mo Xian with a smile, the light dancing in his eyes like an elf.
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