"Zhixue, isn't it beautiful?"
Shen Xinglan handed the stone to Liu Zhixue. The sunlight scattered on her delicate face, illuminating her brilliant smile, her pupils sparkling with radiance.
Liu Zhixue swiftly caught this moment with her phone.
"I asked you if the stone was beautiful, why are you snapping pictures of me?" Shen Xinglan chuckled, walking towards the bank, placing the stone in her hand, and then stretched her head to see her phone.
"Very beautiful." Liu Zhixue laughed, the stone in her palm carried a slight coolness, its surface smooth.
"Is the stone beautiful or am I beautiful?" Shen Xinglan asked. The photo she had surreptitiously taken was very beautiful, full of artistic concept.
"Both are beautiful." Liu Zhixue tucked her flyaway hair behind her ear, her gaze gentle, her tone indulging.
"Haha, I knew it. Do you want another stone? I'll get one for you." Shen Xinglan said and went back into the river.
