Shen Junchen pulled Qin Qing to the playground and pointed to the west sky.
Qin Qing looked in the direction his finger pointed.
The endless sunset, golden and red mixed together, is as beautiful as an overturned paint box, rarely seen in C City. The clouds were faintly purple, adding a mysterious color to the sky, and the light made the entire land suddenly brighten. The young man's hair was blown up by the wind, and Qin Qing's heart was also itched by the wind. She looked at the young man, who looked at him with a smile, their eyes meeting each other. He was the only light in Qin Qing's eyes.
The rays of sunlight shine on the young man's face, revealing a gentle outline.