"Huh?"
Shangguan Yunli was taken aback, momentarily unsure of what he intended to do, "Tingshen, where are you going..."
The bustling crowd in the banquet, the colorful lights, clinking glasses and chatter, and Shangguan Yunli's voice, all became a silent backdrop—all faded the moment she appeared.
In the world, there was only her, leaving only her.
Standing under the lights, her eyes filled with starlight, emitting a gentle glow, her brows like ink, skin fairer than snow. Every move familiar to the core, every smile captivating, enchanting her audience.
Red wine spilled from the table, flowing down the steps, scattering scarlet droplets as it splashed off the shiny leather shoes of a man, filling the air with its rich aroma, intoxicating the senses.
His footsteps were both light and heavy, his breathing barely audible, fearing to disturb the person on stage so beautiful it made his heart tremble, afraid she'd vanish like a bubble the next moment.
