The others were in no hurry to saddle their horses and leave, choosing instead to sit down by the roadside.
Not far away, Zhang Haike was washing a rabbit he had snatched up on the way out of the mountains. Zhang Qiling and Zhang Jiuri gathered stones and branches to build a campfire, waiting for the rabbit.
Qingye sat on a stone, resting on a soft cushion that Zhang Qiling had taken out from the carriage. She watched the campfire grow brighter, bringing a trace of light to the curtain of night and adding a touch of warmth to the early autumn chill.
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