The lanterns hanging from the tree were made of satin or sheer fabric, adorned with beads and tassels. A gust of wind made them tinkle like glowing wind chimes.
"Let's wait a bit before going back. The lights over there are so pretty; I want to take a closer look under the tree."
Wenyan slowly walked to the tree, and as the wind picked up, her skirt and the tassels on the lanterns swayed in the same direction, as if completely blending into the time and scenery.
In that instant, Shen Jingxiu's attention was captivated by the scene.
As Wenyan was smiling and touching the beads on the lantern, Shen Jingxiu felt a sudden tightness in his chest.
In his view, the month they had spent recording the variety show was luxurious.
With their parting tomorrow, such opportunities would no longer exist.
He strode over to Wenyan, trying to control his increasingly rapid breathing, "Do you like it very much?"
