Sheng Yanxiao curved his lips into a smile, even without looking he could imagine how she looked when focused.
After a pause, Sheng Yanxiao walked behind Su Weiyi, bent down, and spoke softly: "Feeling inspired?"
Su Weiyi's gaze was still on the radiant sky far away. Upon hearing his words, she froze for a moment, and her lips curled up under the scarf.
It's hard to say whether inspiration struck, but she was very happy now.
Even though they were in the polar region, even though the cold wind was piercing, Su Weiyi felt completely warm, warmed by the boy she liked.
After staying outside for more than two hours, the four of them finally returned to the car. Su Weiyi's previously dormant drowsiness revived in the warmth of the car's air conditioning. Previously awestruck by the magnificent beauty of the aurora, the next second her head tilted and she went to see Zhou Gong.
