People by the river haven't dispersed yet.
Someone in the crowd uttered.
"Oh wow, how romantic! Someone's proposing."
More and more people noticed.
The colorful lights on both banks of the river lit up fully.
The advertisement screens on the buildings flickered back and forth with the words "Ying Jing".
This scenery truly matches the enchanting view.
Drones swirling in the sky look like galaxies hanging in the heavens, glowing and connecting seamlessly.
Once so distant, now reachable at your fingertips.
They quickly transformed into a series of scenes in the air.
Ying Jing seemed to see the past they shared.
The last scene was surprisingly their current location.
Bells chimed with the wind, ringing throughout the entire rooftop.
The handwriting on the wooden plaque did not fade over time.
Ying Jing's wrist was somehow tied with the red ribbon he'd left on the tree.
"Look, we both thought alike."
Ying Jing squatted down before him.
