Xingyu walked along the street, glancing up at the sun from time to time. Because she was so beautiful, with skin as fair as cream, passersby turned their heads to cast looks of stunned admiration her way. Yet, Xingyu didn't seem to notice; she was somewhat lost in thought.
The lollipop begonias blooming along the roadside didn't catch her eye, nor did the magnificent shopping malls draw her attention. Because she hadn't walked such a long distance in a long time, her calves soon began to ache and burn. Her dark, silky bangs grew slightly damp, sticking to her face and half-hiding her features, leaving only her large, obsidian eyes—slightly unfocused and naturally upturned—exposed. She looked exactly like a pampered little kitten that couldn't handle the slightest bit of exertion.
Unable to walk any further, she sat down on a bench outside the park at the center of the lake. Across the crescent-shaped lake, she could see lovers strolling and families picnicking on the grass, flying kites. She turned, resting her arms on the back of the bench and propping her chin on her hands.
Chapter 205