The afterglow of the setting sun, like fine pieces of golden foil, filtered through the mottled leaves and gently scattered across the park bench, sketching patches of warm, golden light and shadow. Zhou Yue had arrived early at the park where she was to meet Lin Yu. She sat on the bench, her fingers unconsciously twisting the hem of her shirt, her fingertips turning white from the force. Her eyes were filled with inner turmoil and struggle; today, she had made up her mind to bare her heart to Lin Yu. The inner torment she had endured for days and the pressure from her family weighed on her heart like a heavy stone, making it hard for her to breathe.
A gentle breeze drifted past, carrying a hint of coolness as it stirred Zhou Yue's hair. She gazed toward the end of the park path, her mind constantly replaying the past she had shared with Lin Yu. The times they had spent together—whether filled with laughter or arguments—every single fragment played clearly in her mind like a movie. She remembered a time when Lin Yu was overwhelmed and exhausted by work; she had quietly prepared a lavish spread for him. By the time he finished his work, it was already midnight, but the satisfied smile on his face as he ate made her feel that all the waiting had been worthwhile. She also remembered another time when they had argued fiercely over a misunderstanding. She had turned and walked away in a huff, but before she had gone far, she heard Lin Yu anxiously calling out her name from behind…
Chapter 85