Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
[Lu Yihan]: Tonight, Kingstown Tower, top floor, 7:30, I will wait for you
She had not been in contact with Lu Yihan for a month. This month, Lu Yihan did not appear in her vision at all. Instead, Grandpa praised Lu Yihan in front of her from time to time. Every time she heard it, Su Qianci just laughed and said nothing. Seeing the message from him, she picked up the phone and replied: What happened?
[Lu Yihan]: Urgent [Cry]
[Su Qianci]: okay. Will there be something to eat? If so, I will skip dinner.
[Lu Yihan]: There has to be
[Su Qianci]: all right, then I will work until then.
[Lu Yihan]: [OK]
Su Qianci called and told her family. After working at the company until seven o’clock, she went downstairs and drove to the Kingstown Tower.
The highest floor of the Kingstown Tower was the 108th. The sightseeing elevator was completely transparent. Su Qianci looked at the surrounding night scene and felt unprecedented tranquility.
The top floor of the Kingstown Tower was a sky garden. In order to be there, expensive admission was needed, so there would not be many people coming up. But it was the first time for her to see this place so quiet as well. Surrounded by darkness, Su Qianci was slightly blinded. Looking up, the moon was bright, and stars were scarce. The wind was a little strong, throwing her hair up.
Carefully stepping out, Su Qianci called: “Yihan?”
No response.
Suddenly, she was surrounded by blazing lights. Su Qianci was slightly stunned by the sudden light, so she unconsciously turned away and closed her eyes. When she opened her eyes again, she looked forward, and the lights in front of her were arranged neatly, forming a beautiful and wide path. On the path, there were beautiful colored rose petals. A touch of rose fragrance was floating in the air. The path was lined with beautiful and luxurious lamps. Pictures were surrounded by the lamps.
In a photo, there was Su Qianci in her high school period. At that time, her long, black hair was put up into two ponytails hanging on her shoulders. She was holding a lunch box, looking at the front. The quality of the photo was not that great, because it was sneaked by Lu Yihan.
Su Qianci stepped on the rose petals and walked along the light path.
Looking back on both sides, there were photos in which she was smiling, angry, happy, crying, and even cursing someone with her hands on her waist… From her young girlhood, she slowly grew into a mature and gentle woman. Gentle, playful. In the middle part, Su Qianci began to hold the children in her arms. Gradually, the children were getting bigger and bigger, from 0 years old to 3 years old. The number of the children also changed from two to three. And then, the content of the photos changed into Su Qianci and Lu Yihan.
In the high school period, they had their arms around each other’s shoulder and smiled at the camera, with the gesture of victory. Su Qianci looked at all the photos with a smile. When she saw this last one, memories came back to her like tides. Her eyes became soft and then fell on the figure that appeared at the end of the path.
Lu Yihan was holding a large bouquet of flowers in his hands, red roses, a lot of them. Today, he dressed up for once. He did not wear glasses and was very stylish. Very handsome. However, the smile of Su Qianci slowly froze. Looking at Lu Yihan, her look was complicated.
What does he want?