Qiao Xi lay on the chair by the window of the hotel room.
She propped her forehead with one hand, while her naturally curly bangs draped softly over her cheeks, exuding a languid charm.
The doctor had advised her to get more sunlight.
Hai City had been overcast for several days, but today, the weather suddenly cleared up, and the sun had come out in the afternoon.
Now, the sun was already setting in the west.
Its rays pierced the clouds and showered the earth, half of it reflected by buildings, shining onto others.
The sunlight also penetrated the glass window and shone on Qiao Xi.
Her gown was champagne-colored with a hint of pink, and it seemed to glow when the sunlight hit it.
No, it was she who was glowing.
She lay there.
Shen Dang just stood.
He leaned lazily against the window, his posture casually relaxed, standing right in front of Qiao Xi.
Hearing his question, Qiao Xi tilted her chin up slightly and narrowed her eyes, her eyes forming a soft arc of a smile.
