summer and winter are standing in the middle of the way down the mountain. They are 14 or 15 years old. They have the kind of thin and delicate characteristic of teenagers. The setting sun shines from his back, making his whole person linger on a layer of light golden awn. From afar, they seem like an angel.

some people just have that kind of magic, which makes people like it at first sight and believe it.

Rong Jing deliberately didn't speak, walked over and didn't look at him. She walked past him, glanced up and down at him, and smiled, "boy, you're not timid."

but she didn't say much....