"Only when it's deep into the night can the two of us be alone quietly. I really wish the sun would never rise."
On the top of a building near Yaoxing High School, Li Zhengxing and a gentle and graceful girl were sitting side by side, overlooking the city's nightscape.
This girl, naturally, was the lover Li Zhengxing had previously mentioned to Su Yuan, with whom he had mutual feelings.
The girl's name was Cloud Spirit.
Cloud Spirit turned her head slightly, gazing at the handsome face of the young man beside her, and asked softly:
"Zhengxing, your family doesn't allow us to be together. I heard they're planning to arrange a marriage for you with someone from a similar background. Yet, you still accompany me every night. Are you really okay with it?"
Li Zhengxing chuckled softly:
"The family advises against our relationship, but I don't accept their advice."
