Fragments of fireworks litter the ground, candles flicker in the night wind, but shadows have long disappeared.
Everything gradually returns to silence, as if it never happened.
A feeling of anger festers inside, she lifts her foot and steps down on the candle in the sand.
The candles, originally aligned neatly, were all trampled by her.
A pitch-black figure silently stands at a distance, watching her...
He and she are like darkness and light, unable to coexist in the same world.
Midnight, twelve o'clock!
Only now does Gong Ye drag his weary self back to the Gong Family home.
By this time, the guests of the Gong Family have already left.
Only Gong Lanxin is still waiting in the living room.
"Brother, why are you only coming back now? Mom and Dad waited for a long time but didn't see you, so they went to sleep..."
Gong Ye merely gives her a indifferent glance, hangs his suit jacket over his shoulder, and turns towards the study.
