Accompanied by music that hovered between passion and romance, the Ferris wheel slowly ascended.
Qin Yiren sat face-to-face with Bo Jinghang, gazing through the sparkling glass at the surging crowds below in the amusement park, and was inadvertently dazzled by the light reflecting off the engagement ring on her hand.
The black and white of her eyes shimmered with fiery colors, and she lifted her gaze toward the elegant and handsome man opposite her. Her heart fluttered as she quietly fiddled with the warm ring on her middle finger with the tip of her thumb.
Bo Jinghang noticed her gaze, withdrew his eyes to look at her, and slightly squinted his long eyes in the sunlight, patiently waiting for her to speak as he studied her small face.
Qin Yiren pressed her lips together in a panic, wanting to break the silence in the small space but not knowing where to start.
Moments later, the Ferris wheel, carrying the two of them, rose higher and higher.
