Late at night, the sky was as dark as ink.
Su Changyu stood alone on the eaves of the house, gazing quietly at the moonlight.
The wind there was so strong that he regretted coming up, but in order to maintain his demeanor of an expert, Su Changyu had to bear with it.
Everything was peaceful and the faint moonlight was cast on his body.
The scenery was beautiful and mesmerizing.
Standing on the eaves, Su Changyu quietly pondered over some things.
He couldn't stop thinking about what happened today.
The feeling of being in the limelight was still lingering in his heart.
However, he knew that it was all an illusion.
He was still a good-for-nothing at the end of the day.
'I can't get Ye Ping to save me every time, can I?'
At this moment, Su Changyu couldn't help but have a question in his mind.
'Why am I so handsome but my aptitude is so mediocre?'
