When the alarm clock went off, Chi Yue didn't want to move at all.
Fu Rongyin tidied her up and wrapped her in his coat before carrying her out of the car.
Under the pale light of dawn, the two nestled close, enjoying this brief moment of tranquility.
Chi Yue captured the sunrise, satisfied with her shot, when another thought suddenly came to her.
"Fu Rongyin, was the sunrise you filmed back then really taken by you?"
"Huh?" Fu Rongyin didn't respond immediately.
Chi Yue asked, "Did you really stay up all night to film it?"
"What else would you think?"
"Is it possible that you fixed the camera in place, and that's why the footage was so steady?"
Fu Rongyin's face darkened, "After all these years, you're confronting me about this now?"
The video had been captured by mounting his phone on a tripod, which he'd watched for hours on end—how could she doubt him?
Of course, Chi Yue was just asking; she wasn't really trying to make a point.
