Jiancheng

If life were like a mighty river, that would be passion. If life were like a distant mountain road, that would be perseverance. If life were like a poem, that would be talent.

But right now, her life was like a painting, an absolutely, unbelievably beautiful painting. So beautiful it was ridiculous, so beautiful it made her want to swear.

A pool filled with sunset glow, two shadows, three steps, and four poplar trees by the water.

Shen Enyi remembered the soaring roc painted on the red bed and white wall in Brother Ye Feng's room. She remembered chickens flapping their wings and crowing as they ran onto the road. She remembered sunflowers shining gold in the summer sun. She remembered grapes glistening like crystal in the rain, the shy kiss of a butterfly on a flower, and the sweet and foolish words of love shared by all things in the world.

At the same time, she also remembered the lingering glow and the time they had shared before her eyes.

Jiancheng, as long as we have love in our hearts, we can make this a city of light!

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Please do not imitate.