The Bund.
The dazzling neon lights of the skyscrapers reflected off the river, creating a brilliant reflection.
This was a holy land for many young people to date and check in.
The river beach was piled into a sandy beach with sand, and at night the glittering waves really gave a sense of the ocean.
Xu Musen arrived at The Bund, where there were plenty of tents and parasols, and at night, vendors would come over to provide chairs and drinks.
Xu Musen walked along the riverside, and after a while, he finally saw the blue parasol.
It was quiet here, with no one around.
And beneath the parasol, that graceful yet slightly lonely figure sat silently.
Her long hair was as dark as ink, blending into the night, and her fair skin was as soft and tender as freshly fallen snow.
She had been sitting there alone for who knows how long, with a few cocktail bottles scattered around.
