The sun burst out, the sky remained clear, and there were some thin and light thin clouds floating in the sky. As time passed, the scorching sun moved quietly to the west in the bright sky.
The branches of the trees extended in all directions, and spiders spun webs on the drooping branches.
Lu Yang looked at Jiang Yanzhou seriously, and his black eyelashes flickered in the sunlight. He usually carried a strong sense of detachment and coldness, even when greeting others, his smile only stayed on the surface, and the sense of isolation was not reduced in the slightest.
But several times, when he looked at her, his smile became lazy to the bone.
She admitted that he looked really good when he smiled.
But she thought it was only because he knew her before, so when he talked to her, the cold and distant aura would temporarily diminish.
However, these two times, his unintentional gaze made her think in other directions.
