Chapter 236

When the wind blew, golden apricot leaves drifted down like confetti, some landing gently on his shoulders and the ground around us. The whole grove was wrapped in that warm yellow hue, and honestly, it made him even more captivating. I couldn’t help but think—if he really became a monk, with that kind of restrained charm, wouldn’t he be unreal? That thought made me pause him, “Hold up, don’t move,” I said, quickly pulling out my phone to snap a few photos. The more I stared, the more I felt like I was photographing some woodland spirit—so stunning it was hard to look away. I couldn’t help but joke, “If I post this online, don’t be surprised if you blow up as the next internet heartthrob.” Henry Smith just gave me a subtle side-eye and kept walking, clearly ignoring my nonsense. We wandered slowly, soaking in a peace that felt impossible in the city. Everything was just... perfect. So perfect even someone like me, who barely took photos, couldn’t stop clicking the shutter. Surprisingly