under the night sky, in the vast train station square.
yu tingchuan was about to say something, but he was caught off guard and was hugged. as the girl's casual voice rang out, the slender arms around his waist slowly tightened.
the lights were on, and the northern city was shrouded in colorful neon lights.
however, song qincheng's hands were pulled away after a short while.
she raised her head and looked at yu tingchuan.
yu tingchuan was also sizing her up, but he didn't see any signs of her thoughts being revealed on her face. on the contrary, she still had a faint smile on her lips, thinking that she had reached the age where she could judge people accurately. however, the young girl in front of him was always so fickle in her words and actions that he couldn't understand what she was thinking.
taking two steps to the side, yu tingchuan lit a cigarette and started smoking in silence.
in the thick smoke, song qincheng's eyes followed the man.
