The park's riverside was lined with willow trees, which even in winter, played host to several chirping birds unknown to most, perched high within the branches. Camellias, vibrant in color, encircled the riverside gazebo, their only flaw being that winter robbed them of some vitality. Had it been summer, swathes of blooms would attract countless butterflies dancing upon the petals, which was when the scenery truly peaked in beauty.
Chu Mo suddenly took a gentle sniff, a faint yet addicting fragrance lingering at the tip of his nose. The western sun shone just right on the girl's cheeks before him, her long hair fluttering in the cool breeze. Chu Mo noticed her cheeks seemed slightly pale, the girl's whole being appeared to emit a soft, glowing radiance.
The girl in front gazed into the distance at the blue sky and white clouds, while Chu Mo, standing quietly beside her, was also enjoying the splendid view. Unconsciously, a genuine smile flickered across his lips.
