'Enjoy it?'
Shen Huoshui thought darkly, 'Let him continue to enjoy it. After all, days like these are numbered.'
"...Compared to these flowers that could wither at any moment," she said, looking up at the sky where the distant clouds were a blaze of color, "the sunset is more beautiful. At least it won't wither away."
Shen Zhi felt there was a hidden meaning in her words, but he just frowned and said nothing.
'They would be together forever. Even in death, they would die together.'
'So, there would never be a day they withered away. Never.'
He needed to say something to change the subject. Pursing his thin lips, he suddenly said, "...In two more months, you'll be of age."
Shen Huoshui hummed softly, her long lashes fluttering up. "But what does that have to do with you?"
Her reaction was not what he had expected.
