The sound of their breathing, and the beating of their hearts.
If it weren't for Lu Xiao holding her hand, she might have even felt dizzy.
Because it was somewhat difficult to distinguish whether she was in reality or a reflection in a dream.
The two of them walked onto the surface of the lake, and Lu Xiao's voice rang in her ear:
"Do you like it?"
The next time they returned here, who knew when it would be, but if nothing went wrong, it would be a very long time.
So he didn't want to leave her with any regrets.
...
Wen Xian was completely intoxicated by the moment, her gaze lingering adoringly.
Today, she wore a coat outside, and underneath was a vintage red dress, matched with a pair of black boots.
When she turned to look at Lu Xiao again, she said to him, "Lu Xiao, take a picture of me."
At her words, Lu Xiao laughed.
He had long grown accustomed to her love for taking photos, so this time, he took out a camera from his pocket and said to her:
"Go ahead, I'm ready."
