"Ah Lin, why did you bring me here?" An Yiqing extended her hand to hug the thinly-dressed Gu Yelin tightly, striving to transfer her own warmth to him. Although she knew that the man's Inner Breath was profound and he wouldn't feel cold, An Yiqing still foolishly felt heartache for him.
Gu Yelin hugged the girl's slender waist tightly, leading her to stroll slowly across the square.
The square at past nine o'clock at night was brightly lit, sparkling and dazzling. Surrounding skyscrapers shimmered with various lights, and despite the cold winter, they couldn't suppress the warmth of the night.
The square was still bustling with people. Young men and women accustomed to nightlife, white-collar elites who had just left their nearby offices, intimate lovers tuning into romance with fresh flowers, and families out for a walk with their dogs and babies to enjoy the night scene.
Gu Yelin silently took An Yiqing's hand, walking slowly to the center of the square.
