In the early morning, a light fog covered Yanyun, and the warm sunlight cast a hazy beauty over everything in the city.
A handsome young man rode his bicycle across the traffic-jammed Yanyun Bridge, with a beautiful girl sitting behind him. They looked like a couple of immortals, drawing attention.
The young man was tall and strong, and he seemed to have no difficulty carrying the girl up the bridge slope, even having the leisure to chat and laugh with her.
The girl's arms were wrapped around the young man's waist, and she responded to his banter with a light laugh.
Onlookers couldn't help but feel envious, as this scene reminded them of their youthful days.
Jiang Wei thought the same, as the head teacher of Class 7 in Yanyun High School's senior year.
He was still stuck on the bridge, not knowing what accident had happened ahead since the traffic was at a standstill.
