The entire rooftop was very spacious; no matter how soft a sound was, it could be heard clearly.
"Don't you want to move and live somewhere else?" Sylvan Cheney stood by her side and said.
"No change." Jasmine Yale shook her head, but paused for a moment, "Changing is fine too."
As long as he was there, it was good.
Sylvan Cheney pulled her into his embrace, holding her from behind.
His chin rested on her forehead, gently caressing it.
"Let's watch the stars," Sylvan Cheney said in a low and gentle voice.
Jasmine Yale nodded, her gaze falling on the distant stars.
This was the first time Sylvan Cheney had willingly accompanied her to seriously stargaze; he usually disdained such girlish acts in his eyes.
"Look at that one, that one!" Jasmine Yale pointed excitedly ahead, "Isn't it bright?"
"Mhm."
Sylvan Cheney still found nothing appealing about stars, unable to understand Jasmine Yale's aesthetic sense.
He was looking at her.
"Is it beautiful?" Jasmine Yale asked.
