After the clamor, it transforms into tranquility.
The colors of the winter sunset covered the light blue hue of the girl's down jacket, adding a subtle and indistinguishable sense of coolness to the purity. Even though it's overshadowed by the sunset, Xue Chuchu still glows with radiance.
However, this tranquility did not last long. The remaining twilight in the sky gradually scattered, ultimately replaced by layers of deepening blue-purple, such changes seemed to conceal a lingering heart.
Street lights bright, occasional passing vehicles, in the distance the Huishui River, reeds swaying, birds chirping.
Jiang Ning's earlier violence inevitably affected Xue Chuchu; she spoke, "Actually, you don't need to bother with them."
After her words fell, she gazed at the distant silent sky, a faint gray shadow lingered in her heart.
