At night.
Chu Jinchen and Shi Ran met at an open-air restaurant.
Shi Ran, under the guidance of the waiter, passed through the long corridor and walked forward where the fragrance of flowers wafted into their noses.
Two waiters stood on both sides on the white embossed doors.
When Shi Ran stepped in, the fragrance of the flowers grew even stronger.
Their table was situated on the terrace that was decorated with flowers at the edges and vines on the walls.
Looking up, the stars flickered.
There were more stars tonight than before, and the starry sky was romantic.
The corners of Shi Ran's mouth slowly curled up under the mask.
She did not sit down directly. Instead, she walked to the edge and looked at the delicate flowers, her eyes unconsciously softening.
"Hum—"
The drone ahead sounded.
Shi Ran looked up and saw the drone hovering in front of her.
There was a long box hanging on it.
