Shen You'an took a deep breath and didn't turn back. "Up late at night without sleeping? Enjoying the moonlight outside?"
"Couldn't sleep. Came out to sit for a bit. What about you?"
Shen You'an suddenly turned around and walked step by step toward the rain pavilion.
Under the moonlight, the girl's jade-like complexion and flower-like beauty were breathtakingly stunning.
The silvery moonlight paled in comparison to the girl's slightly pale visage. Between her brows seemed to linger a faint trace of light sorrow, which added even more captivating grace to her features.
With skin like ice, bone like jade, as lovely as spring peaches and tender plums, she stood there quietly, as if even the moonlight dimmed before such unparalleled beauty.
The boy tilted his face upward, his eyes trembling.
"Crash." The porcelain cup in his hand dropped to the ground, rolling to his feet.
"Had a nightmare. Came out to get some air."
