Who was the one that once stayed by her side? Was it the person in her dreams?
Not far away, a tall figure stood by the Moat's railing, looking up at the brilliant and dazzling fireworks, his elongated phoenix eyes softened from their usual coldness, becoming gentle as if lost in thought.
"Mo Yunchen, from now on, can we watch the fireworks together every year?"
Her charming and delightful voice seemed to echo in his ears.
The hand by his side felt as if it was being held, the tender touch stirring excitement within him. The moment he turned around, there was no one beside him, and a dim light faded from Yunchen's phoenix eyes.
