"Amazing, watch me!"
Luo Xiaoqian raised her hand and tossed the coin. The coin flew out at an angle, missing the Wishing Well, and instead flew diagonally, landing on the other side of the Wishing Well, hitting someone behind them, then fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
"Did it go in?!" Luo Xiaoqian turned her face, looking at John.
John gestured with his chin to the steps opposite the Wishing Well, "It seems you used too much force, threw it over there."
"Really?" Luo Xiaoqian stuck out her tongue, looking in the direction he pointed, "I hope it didn't hit any other tourists, right?"
Across the half pool, within sight, there was a figure in a light-colored suit bending down to pick something up, with silver-white long hair sliding down from the shoulder, extremely dazzling under the lights.
Luo Xiaoqian immediately recognized him as the silver-haired man she had seen at the Russian Airport.
Surprised, she stepped towards him.
