Bai Zhuohua gritted her teeth, "You brat, you actually think I'm dirty, you actually think I'm dirty."
The two started bickering again.
The moon was exceptionally beautiful at night, and the air became cooler. By the time they went downstairs, it was already ten-thirty. There were few people outside, and the moonlight was bright, casting a gentle glow on Nan Sichen, enveloping him in a layer of light.
Qin Yin silently watched him, suddenly understanding why she couldn't accept Jiang Jinyu back then, why she kept finding excuses for herself to return to Jiang City.
She recalled hearing someone say that in one's lifetime, they would encounter someone as splendid as a rainbow, and from then on, others would merely seem like passing clouds.
And Nan Sichen was the one she encountered who was as vibrant as a rainbow, so everyone else seemed like mere clouds to her.
"Shall we go up and pack?" Nan Sichen turned to look at Qin Yin, his gaze clear like water, yet warm like sunshine.
