Looking up at the Sky, the Taste of Happiness

The quiet streets were filled with yellow leaves. Cheng Qiuer looked at the beautiful scenery in front of him, picked up a leaf and played with it in front of his eyes. A big evil smile hung on his pink lips, and there was a playful light under his big bright eyes. His big wavy hair was scattered behind him, and a lock of hair was bleached into dark blue. The sudden blue was not as disharmonious as imagined, but only added a touch of enchantment.