Although it was strange to feel so enthusiastic about the first time we met, Ding Yiyi still cleverly promised, "Thank you, Mr. Xia."

When the lights of Ding Yiyi's car were not visible, Xia Yihan closed the door and walked down the side path.

She walks slowly, step by step, following the moonlight, and occasionally blooming rosewalks on both sides of the road trip her skirt, as if to leave her behind.

The two-storey building is the only one outside the exhibition hall. The second floor of the building is made of transparent glass. A man stands in front of the landing window and his eyes are always far away....