One night during a journey, as winter set in, Chen Ming was dressed in heavy layers and wore warm gloves, though they slightly hampered his writing.
Mew rested across A-Ming's lap, its tail twitching restlessly as it curled around A-Ming's waist, right beside a crackling campfire.
At that time, everything seemed to have returned to normal. Chen Ming and Mew had set out on a journey once more, A-Jian had rejoined the group, and Ah Feng was still matching wits with Mew—battling repeatedly and losing every single time without a single victory.
Chapter 329