Su Xingyu naturally had her extraordinary qualities.
A series of three photos were displayed side by side on the large screen.
The first one was Xia Ling. The girl was dressed in a light rose chiffon fairy dress, running towards the camera from an empty street under the night sky, one hand lifting the hem of her skirt. The light fabric and her long hair transformed into a flame-like, gorgeous and mysterious phantom in the night, paired with her eternally clear and innocent eyes, making her look like a beautiful, powerful, and unknowing fairy just born in the night.
The second one was Ouyang Yi, in very ordinary attire, a casual shirt, and trousers, walking from the slightly misty night. His eyes, half-hidden in darkness, bore a sort of melancholy, yet added a sensual charm. His phantom was like a trace of a dream from the abyss, profound, silent, entirely different from Xia Ling's ostentatious flamboyance, yet equally captivating.
