If life were a great river, it would be passion. If life were a distant mountain road, it would be perseverance. If life were a poem, it would be talent!
But her life now was like a painting, a really, really, really beautiful painting, so beautiful it was ridiculous, so beautiful it made her want to curse.
A pool at sunset, two shadows, three steps, four poplar trees by the water.
Shen Enyi remembered the giant roc spreading its wings pasted on the red bed and white wall in Big Brother Ye Feng's room. She remembered a chicken flapping its wings and crowing as it flew onto the road. She remembered sunflowers gleaming gold in the summer morning sun. She remembered the crystalline shimmer of grapes in the rain, the shy kiss of a butterfly on a flower, and the sweet, foolish words of love shared by all things in the world.
At the same time, she remembered the afterglow they shared before her eyes!
Jian City, as long as we have love in our hearts, it will be a city of light!
Book One: Jian City
Book Two: Yi City
Book Three: Sword City
Book Four: She City
Book Five: North City...
(Author: Shi Ye. Thank you all for reading.)
