Lu Tong calculated the time, estimating that Dong Lin should have seen everything he needed to see, and things he shouldn't have. Just then, she looked up, and as she did, she met a pair of black, deep eyes.
Pei Yunmeng was very handsome.
With an elegant and resolute air, and although he seemed approachable and warm, there was always an inherent sense of distance, deterring people from getting too close.
However, at the moment, he was simply gazing down at her, with the reflection of her visible in his dark eyes.
There was only a sliver of the setting sun's afterglow left, and when it shone from behind, her reflection in his eyes scattered like the moon over a silver pond, turning into brilliant stars. It was as if there was an emotion she couldn't understand, something deeper surfacing from the bottom of his eyes, entwined and unclear.
She was very close to him.
