Being in a relationship with Jing Yuan was anything but easy. You knew that from the start, yet you still dove in headfirst, willing to take the risk that he was. Between the demands of your respective duties, stolen moments together often only felt like a few seconds of happiness. His work and yours always had a way of interfering, pulling you apart just as quickly as it brought you together. But despite the challenges, neither of you were willing to let go.

So when the rare weekend arrived—free from obligations, reports, and responsibilities—you knew Jing Yuan would make the most of it. He had a way of turning ordinary days into something special, filling them with quiet surprises that never failed to make you smile.

Today was no different.

A picnic. Simple, thoughtful, intimate. The kind of date that let you both just be. The afternoon sun warming the secluded spot he had chosen, the gentle rustle of leaves and distant birdsong being a small backdrop as you sat across from each other, enjoying your food.

You reached for an orange, fingers brushing against the cool peel—only for it to be swiftly plucked from your grasp. He rolled it between his hands with a smile.

"Let me," he said, already peeling it with practiced ease.

"I can do it myself, you know."

He chuckled, splitting the orange effortlessly before handing you half. "I know. But let me do it for you."

Even after all this time, even with everything life threw at you, he still found ways to make your heart flutter.