"What's the point of going back? It's the middle of the night, and there's nothing to do, and you won't let me sleep." Xiao Qiao propped her hands behind her, swinging her legs. Her legs dangled over the cliff, swaying gently, her posture elegant yet commanding.
Wesley put away his phone and glanced upwards.
The sky full of fireworks was indeed resplendent.
A beauty by one's side, fireworks filling the sky, it's one of life's greatest pleasures.
The spot where they sat was quite precarious. Viewed from a distance, under the sky full of fireworks, the two slender silhouettes leaned against each other, their shadows elongated by the moonlight, their figures seemed especially desolate amidst the bustling and bright fireworks.
As if completely out of place in this prosperous display of fireworks!
Yet enchanting all the same.
"You really like... the hustle and bustle," Wesley said.
