The sunset cast a rosy glow, and a gentle breeze carried the crimson clouds.
The highway was bathed in red, and the crowns of the pine trees were also gilded with a layer of red. Even for Chunming, such weather was a rarity. Many students, whether on their way to the cafeteria or just leaving, took out their phones to capture the scenery.
Yet, on the pedestrian path beneath the trees, a slender little girl was slowly nibbling on a cold bun from the morning.
She ate gracefully, chewing slowly and methodically.
Quiet had returned to the small stall. She didn't bother to brush away the few pine needles that had fallen on top, as no one was coming anyway.
It was all because Lord Dumpling had been taken away by Zhou Li.
Without hurry, Baozi finished the bun, then twisted open the thermos next to her to take a small sip of water.
There was only a little left.
