Shen Qingyue felt slightly relieved when she heard a scream.
"You must have misheard. I'm the only one here," Chi Ming walked up to her, gently took her hand, and smiled warmly like the spring breeze. "Are you hungry? Let's go for a late-night snack."
As autumn arrived, the weather began to cool down, but the warmth of Chi Ming's hand burned into her heart. Shen Qingyue felt warm, as if Chi Ming had returned from a journey with a kind of magic that eased her troubled heart.
Chi Ming wanted to take Shen Qingyue to a high-end restaurant, something more romantic. However, Shen Qingyue dragged him to a roadside stall instead. He could not help but cry and laugh, "You really love barbecue, huh?"
"It's so delicious!" Shen Qingyue turned to look at him, and the lights from the stall shone on her face, reflecting a faint glow. "Don't you like it?"
Chi Ming was captivated by her words, "I love it, I love it so much..."
