The last burst of fireworks scattered across the night sky, its golden sparks fading into the darkness above Imperial.
For a few moments, the distant echoes lingered over the city before gradually disappearing.
Silence returned to the backyard.
Only the soft rustling of ribbons and the gentle winter breeze disturbed the stillness beneath the illuminated tree.
Yue Ling remained nestled against Lu Tian's chest, her arms loosely wrapped around his waist.
A contented smile rested on her lips.
She could still feel the warmth of his embrace, and for the first time in a long while, she wished the night would last a little longer.
Lu Tian lowered his gaze to the woman in his arms.
The golden lights reflected against her pale skin, illuminating the delicate curve of her smile.
He studied her for a moment before gently brushing a loose strand of hair away from her cheek.
"We've been out here long enough."
Yue Ling lifted her head.
"Hm?"
He reached for her hand.
"Let's go inside."
