Bian Yue thought, it must be so, it was the first time someone had held the stars in her hands.
The usually indifferent and noble man sat in the cool, dry night, accompanied by a pool of starlight shimmering like water, setting off fireworks with her.
Bian Yue felt that there was no greater satisfaction than this.
Her eyes felt sour as she raised her hand to touch them, slightly wet.
So, she concealed it, deliberately changing the subject, asking, "Which star do you prefer? The one I discovered, or the one you discovered?"
The sparkler had burned to its end, and darkness engulfed them again. Bian Yue felt Shen Jinci's kiss land on her forehead.
He said, "I only favor the moon."
I mean, the world's flora and fauna wilt and thrive in cycles, but the one I favor is only you, that will never change...
Wen Jiao returned home from Honey very late.
