In the sealed compartment, the scenery kept being thrown behind, the train moved steadily, and the atmosphere was warm.
Xu Chang'an had his eyes closed.
A faint fragrance, slightly like osmanthus and orchid, gently drifted into his nose, and Xu Chang'an's mouth twitched lightly.
He seemed to have just mentioned a sentence, saying that no matter if Miss Yun took off her makeup, changed into simple clothes, or rolled around in the compartment, it could not truly diminish Miss Yun's charm; it merely turned her from one kind of beauty into another.
So-called seeing it from the side as a ridge and from above as a peak, that's precisely it.
Now he felt younger.
Xu Chang'an slowly opened his eyes, the light carried a tint of ambiguity as it entered his vision, causing Xu Chang'an to be momentarily entranced.
So it turns out there's no such thing as side views in the world, at least not for him.
