The promenade after dusk is charmingly lit.
Wang Ying shouted Pu'ao's name and ran towards Pu'ao.
Puao watched Wang Ying running towards him, blinked and smiled, and also ran towards Wang Ying.
The playground in the evening was still warm after being exposed to the sun, but it was no longer hot.
The hot air blowing across your face is very comforting.
How lucky I am to meet you.
Puao thought.
----------
Pu'ao/Pedestrian Universe: Astronomical phenomena, stars turning, seasons changing; Pedestrian's world
Wang Ying/Ooooooooooooooooooo: Little beast, the sound of wailing is not the sound of meowing.
Take a peek at the passers-by, they are your sweethearts, and you are reflected in all the passers-by.
PS: Mathematics major is awesome
Purpose: Mathematics majors are great