( she hardly knows the ways of romance. does she takes his hand? would it embarrass him? would it be inappropriate?
wen qing folds her hands behind her back, but lingers close to him, enough so that her shoulder brushes against his arm as she begins to lead him on a tour. these are modest lodgings — especially when compared to how she grew up — but she is nonetheless proud of the village they have built from the ground up, like little seedlings finally climbing towards the sun. maybe she will allow herself to feel a small bit of hope. )
It was only right to find a better place for us, ( she explains, gesturing to the patched-up buildings forming a small U around a garden in the middle. behind them are farms, where most of the residents tend to their crops. )
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wen qing folds her hands behind her back, but lingers close to him, enough so that her shoulder brushes against his arm as she begins to lead him on a tour. these are modest lodgings — especially when compared to how she grew up — but she is nonetheless proud of the village they have built from the ground up, like little seedlings finally climbing towards the sun. maybe she will allow herself to feel a small bit of hope. )
It was only right to find a better place for us, ( she explains, gesturing to the patched-up buildings forming a small U around a garden in the middle. behind them are farms, where most of the residents tend to their crops. )