Sweet daily life of Little Tanuki and Qin Che in Love and Deep Space

"coming."

As you walk past the crowd, you see Qin Che walking towards you with something in his hand.

The people in front of him made way for Qin Che to get to him.

Your gaze fell upon his hands, upon a crown woven from leaves and berries.

“Here you go.” He raised his hand and put the crown on your head.

A bittersweet feeling welled up in your eyes, and scenes played out in your mind, overlapping with reality.

Why did you suddenly think of giving this as a gift?

You control yourself, preventing your emotional state from affecting the atmosphere at that moment.

“It wasn’t sudden.” He took your hand and held it with yours. “I asked them how people here usually express their feelings to their loved ones, and I did this according to local custom.”

The singing continued, and the lively crowd surrounded Qin Che as well. The normal volume of his voice suddenly became a whisper that only he could hear.

"Did you knit this yourself?" Your voice, amidst the noise, seemed to be talking to yourself.

Qin Che heard it clearly.

"if not?"

Perhaps it was because you stood by the campfire for a long time, or perhaps that memory became clearer in your mind.

You feel your cheeks burning terribly, the heat not dissipating at all, but slowly reaching your eyes.

"I knitted it while you went to get it. I was short on time, so it's a bit rough." Qin Che noticed your emotional fluctuation and tightened his grip on your hand. "Are you satisfied, my love?"

In that dream you wove together, you once personally wove a crown for Qin Che, adorned with small flowers, which stretched over his dragon horns and circled the top of his head.

Now that all of this is truly unfolding before your eyes, it's impossible to suppress the turmoil in your heart.

To hide the tears welling up in your eyes, you lowered your head slightly, and with a soft sob in your voice, slowly said, "Satisfied..."

"What?" Qin Che leaned down and gently cupped your face. "Any lower and your crown will fall off."

Upon hearing this, you subconsciously reached out to hold your crown and raised your head. Two lines of tears slid from your eyes and fell into Qin Che's hands, which were cupping your cheeks.

"You won't look pretty if you cry." Qin Che wiped away the traces of tears from the corner of your eye with his fingertip, and continued slowly, "When I was making this, I thought it would suit you perfectly, and it really does look just as good as I imagined..."

"Okay, don't cry anymore, I was just too touched." You raised your face, your eyes still glistening with tears, and met his red eyes. "Then tomorrow you can make me a decent one. Take your time making it, I... I'll wait."

Qin Che also smiled, leaned closer to your cheek, and placed a light kiss on your damp skin.

"it is good."

As night deepened, the bonfire party, filled with singing and dancing, finally came to an end.

Back in the yurt, you sit on the edge of the bed, carefully remove the headdress, and admire it in your hands.

Your mind is racing; since you're expressing your feelings to the person you love...

You gently fiddled with the leaves on your headdress, looking at Qin Che, who was preparing his pajamas with his back to you.

Shouldn't you say something to him too?

But after looking around at the felt tents, it seemed there were no materials that could be used to make a headdress.

While you were worrying, you noticed a small bottle of fruit syrup next to the cabinet.