Once again, it was evening, and after dealing with the beast disaster, Shen Mochen used the excuse of helping Han Muxue recover to put in a request with Liu Chaoyan, taking the latter for a stroll within the barracks.
The perimeter of the barracks was extensive, covering several kilometers. Actually, in the past few days, Han Muxue had gotten used to walking and could even try hopping and running.
After meticulously spraying Han Muxue with insect repellent in the dormitory, Shen Mochen led her out.
The evening in summer was no longer as stifling as at midday, with the sun gradually setting and leaving a stroke of rosy clouds on the horizon.
Before setting out, the two had already decided on their destination—the small woodland that was everyone's favorite place.
Upon reaching the woods, the sky had completely darkened. Yet it wasn't black, but rather a shade of twilight, with the moon vaguely hanging in the sky as if veiled by a sheer layer of silk.
