The kimono girl remained silent.
At that moment, the night seemed like a curtain draped over Ji Minghuan's face. The kimono girl couldn't make out his expression. Without lifting his head, the boy softly said to her:
"Perhaps I'll open a bookstore in a remote northern city. You like reading, and you could sit behind the counter reading every day. When winter comes, you can watch the snow. There's an aurora in the north, and the night sky then will be bright, with cyan light stretching across the entire sky."
The kimono girl stared blankly at him. She had heard Xia Pingzhou say these words before, a month ago, when they were still at the aquarium, but at that time, she hadn't taken Xia Pingzhou's hand.
Suddenly, Ji Minghuan closed the book and turned his head to meet the girl's gaze.
The two quietly looked at each other for a while.
Then, he reached out his right hand to the kimono girl and softly asked:
"So, will you come with me?"
Silence enveloped the two of them.
