Chu Zhiyuan pointed at the small town opposite, "There is the small town where you are."
Zhou Qingyu felt strange.
She found herself not afraid, looking at the surrounding scenery, looking at the small town opposite, looking at the bright moon overhead, and the slowly blowing night wind.
Unexpectedly, she was exhilarated beyond measure.
Because she was frail, she had always stayed at home, rarely going out, unable to see the outside world.
It was her first time standing at such a height, overlooking the small town where she lived.
Chu Zhiyuan was observing her insight, using her various reactions to speculate about her inner thoughts.
Seeing her react like this, Chu Zhiyuan shook his head inwardly.
Indeed, different from ordinary people.
Normally, shouldn't one be panicking?
Yet she wasn't afraid at all, rather she was excited and jubilant.
Could she possibly not have any wariness towards this stranger?
