Chapter 272

The two of them had been taking photos in the park for a long time, and the sky was gradually darkening.

Feng Qingyi asked, "Shouldn't dinner be ready at your place by now?"

"It should be about ready. Let's head back," Qin Yuchuan replied.

In the Falling Flower Courtyard, Yan Chi and Yan Yang had already lit the candles, and the food was laid out on the table.

"Yan Yang, how are the fireworks preparations coming along?" Yan Chi inquired.

Yan Yang responded, "Don't worry! I've had everything prepared for a while now. We're just waiting for Miss Qingyi to arrive and light them up."

Yan Chi cautioned, "I remember the General saying to set off the fireworks after dinner. Don't mess up the General's plans."

"You don't need to remind me. I know what I'm doing," Yan Yang retorted.

Qin Yuchuan led Feng Qingyi out from the study. Seeing the two arrive, Yan Chi and Yan Yang swiftly exited the courtyard.

Feng Qingyi immediately noticed the flickering candlelight in the courtyard. "Is today a special occasion?" she asked.

"Let's go sit down," Qin Yuchuan said, guiding Feng Qingyi to a chair beneath the crabapple tree.

Moonlight poured down, creating a charming interplay with the candlelight. It was then that Feng Qingyi noticed the flower bouquets placed around them.

Qin Yuchuan handed chopsticks to Feng Qingyi, saying, "You must be hungry after waiting so long. Let's eat!"

Feng Qingyi took the chopsticks, replying, "Alright, you eat too."

The red candles on the table burned brightly, their flames swaying gently in the breeze.

Feng Qingyi tasted the porridge in her bowl. "Did you make this?"

"Mm-hmm," Qin Yuchuan nodded.

Feng Qingyi asked, "Did you add sugar to the porridge?"

"Don't you like sweet things?" Qin Yuchuan inquired.

Feng Qingyi smiled and said, "I do like sweet things, but it seems you've added a bit too much sugar today. Try it yourself."

Feng Qingyi scooped up a spoonful and held it to Qin Yuchuan's lips. He tasted it and said, "You're right, it is a bit too sweet. I'll get you another bowl."

"A little extra sweetness is nice too. It's a unique flavor," she replied.

Feng Qingyi ate leisurely, occasionally glancing up at Qin Yuchuan across from her.

Qin Yuchuan slowly added food to Feng Qingyi's plate. The spring night's breeze was warm, and the moonlight gentle.

Suddenly, a firework exploded in the sky, its dazzling light scattering in all directions before fading away, leaving behind wisps of smoke.

Yan Yang quipped, "With a beautiful woman in his arms, how could he not be in a good mood?"

In the study, Qin Yuchuan set Feng Qingyi down to sit on the desk.

He took out a notebook from a box, which Feng Qingyi recognized as the one she had given him before.

Qin Yuchuan handed the notebook to Feng Qingyi. "This is for you," he said.

Feng Qingyi accepted it and flipped through it, discovering that it was filled with writing, like a diary.

"When did you write all this?" she asked.

Qin Yuchuan explained, "After you gave me your diary, I also wrote some things I wanted to give to you. Today seemed like a good opportunity."

Feng Qingyi opened it to find amusing anecdotes from the military camp and things he wanted to tell her.

The entire notebook was filled from cover to cover. Feng Qingyi read a couple of pages carefully and decided to take the rest home to read later.

"Qingyi, come look at these things here. They're all prepared for you," Qin Yuchuan said, lifting Feng Qingyi off the desk and setting her down next to a pile of boxes.

Feng Qingyi looked at the stacked boxes. "What's inside all of these?"

"Open them and see!" Qin Yuchuan said softly.

Feng Qingyi opened one box and saw various styles of bowls inside. She wasn't sure what to say.

What did it mean to give her a box full of bowls?

"I remember you gave me many bowls before. When I returned from the military camp, I brought them all back and put them in the kitchen," Qin Yuchuan said.

Feng Qingyi found the memory amusing. "So now you're giving me bowls too?"

"You said you liked pretty things. I specially selected all of these," Qin Yuchuan explained.

Feng Qingyi crouched down to look closer. "They are quite beautiful."

"I'm glad you like them. Take a look at the others," Qin Yuchuan urged.

Feng Qingyi obligingly opened another box, which contained several vases.

"Do you like them?" he asked.

Feng Qingyi forced a smile. "They're nice."

"Look at the rest too," Qin Yuchuan said expectantly.

Feng Qingyi declined, "It's getting late. You can give me these another time."

"I'll buy you different things in the future," Qin Yuchuan said generously.