The two walked hand in hand under the setting sun. The blazing multicolored rays from the sunset painted their bodies, making their originally black colored hair look coppery from the lighting.
She turned her head to look at Wei Zilin's increasingly bright and glossy profile under the glowing lights. She could not help but think about the words he had posted on Weibo earlier.
This was a form of confession, right?
Although he had said it before on Valentine's Day, after seeing it again, she still felt an inexpressible feeling of warmth.
Wei Zilin looked down and saw their elongated silhouettes on the ground. His was good-looking, tall, and long, as if it had been created through an art process. The field was illuminated by the setting sun and was somewhat reddish. The long shadow cast against the ground, making it seem as though someone had painted on it. The whole scene was cozy and comforting.
