On the vast lawn, countless red roses were vying to bloom, exuding fragrance, while the words formed by red roses "Yuji, I love you" were clearly visible before Qin Yuji.
When she arrived at the ancient castle yesterday, Qin Yuji had also strolled in the garden holding Chi Jingxuan's hand, but she hadn't noticed anything at all.
At this moment, fresh roses still had morning dew on them, making them appear even more delicate and captivating.
Taking a deep breath, Qin Yuji had just picked up her phone when it rang.
Upon answering the call, she heard Chi Jingxuan's gentle voice, "Baby, are you awake?"
"Mhmm."
With a light response, Qin Yuji laughed, "I'm admiring your another confession."
Laughter from the man echoed through the phone, and Qin Yuji softly said, "I love you too."
Whispering sweet nothings, the pair enjoyed the rare quiet warmth of the foreign morning until footsteps outside indicated it was time to reluctantly hang up.
