The night was deep. On the summer night grassland, stars dotted the sky, radiant and brilliant.
Lu Shouyue withdrew his gaze from the night sky and slowly approached Lin Wanwan.
The tent fell silent, and gradually the air filled with an ambiguous atmosphere.
Lu Shouyue's face gradually enlarged before Lin Wanwan's eyes, and just when it was about to touch hers, Lin Wanwan suddenly sat up straight and turned her face away.
The beautiful atmosphere was immediately shattered, and the ambiguity vanished without a trace.
Lu Shouyue was stunned, as if someone had poured a bucket of ice water over him, chilling him from head to toe, cold on the surface right down to the bone.
This was the third time; every time he mustered the courage to approach her, she always evaded him.
Lu Shouyue suddenly stood up. With his tall stature, it was just enough to stand straight here. He restrained himself and said in a trembling voice, "I'm sorry... Wanwan, I need to go outside for some air."
