One would see a spacious square after driving up the road near Elmling Park. At that time, the moon was shining brightly, and the stars were sparse in the night sky. Groups of twos and threes hung out around the square. They were either couples in their honeymoon phase or small families with children.
The place was basically an ideal hotspot for couples to go on dates. It seemed as if Jonathan had already prepared everything beforehand, for he took out al waterproof mat and some snacks from the car before finding an open space with fewer people around. He then began setting everything up.
All of a sudden, a sweet and romantic sensation filled Madilyn’s heart. “It’d be lovely if we could set up a tent here and watch the moon and stars before we fall asleep.” To her surprise, Jonathan answered, “I’ve got a tent, but…”
Hearing that, Madilyn became flustered, and her cheeks flushed red. If it weren’t for the darkness, Jonathan would have noticed her cheeks were as red as a tomato. She was not prepared to spend the night alone with him in a tent.
While her thoughts ran wild, Jonathan continued spreading out the mat and arranging the food on it. After that, he took out the equipment for boiling water from the car and got to work.
“I noticed something. Your current preferences have begun to resemble Mr. Farwell’s,” said Madilyn in an attempt to change the topic.
“I suppose so. I used to drink coffee just for the taste, but now, I drink it to improve my mood. Of course, I’m not like Lucian. I don’t try out every kind of good-quality coffee. I’ve always stuck to plain coffee.”
Jonathan’s tone sounded nonchalant, yet his words carried a certain philosophical sense that concerned the profound principles of life.
His demeanor dazed Madilyn. As she gazed at his chiseled side profile, which could be seen faintly under the moonlight, she felt her heart race. He’s so freaking handsome!
Finally, Jonathan finished setting the place up. “Have a seat. The sky tonight is gorgeous, isn’t it?” “Yep, it is.” As soon as Madilyn sat down, she felt as if she had returned to her youthful schooldays.
She could not remember the last time she admired the beautiful moon and lush field with such peace and tranquility. Gradually, she calmed down and began to enjoy the rare, relaxing moment.
The duo chatted about some interesting stories from their past over coffee and snacks, sharing their memories with each other.
Although Madilyn could not see Jonathan’s expression clearly in the darkness, she could tell that he was no longer as aloof and distant as he was before.
She was filled with joy, for the change in his demeanor proved that he had finally gotten over the dark moments of his past. Their fingers touched when Jonathan was carefully handing her a cup of coffee, and that made her heart flutter.
“By the way, I remember something interesting. Back when I was in high school, I once came here with my friends. This huge square didn’t exist back then. We buried wish bottles on a slope somewhere nearby. I wonder if it’s still there,” said Jonathan suddenly.
“Really? I’m quite curious about what kind of wishes you made back then. Where is it? Can we still find it?” Madilyn was eager to find out.
“Come on. Let’s go and dig it out. Perhaps it’s still there.” Smiling, Jonathan got to his feet and extended his hand to her.
In the next second, he realized his gesture might be inappropriate and wanted to retract. his hand, but before he could do so, Madilyn swiftly placed her right hand in his palm.
Jonathan was slightly startled, but he quickly flashed a smile and helped her up. With that, they headed toward the location where the wish bottles were buried.
Gauging the distance with his steps, Jonathan. stopped at an inconspicuous spot on the slope. He soon began clearing the weeds and digging through the soil.
Surprisingly, the bottles were hidden quite deep beneath the ground. He continued digging. about thirty centimeters down before finally touching something that produced a crisp sound.
“I found it! It’s still here! Let’s look around the area. There were four of us back then, so we buried quite a few,” Jonathan said excitedly.
It was like a treasure hunt. Feeling equally excited, Madilyn began clearing off the surrounding weeds and soil with her bare hands.
