Hangzhou, Baidi Causeway.
The West Lake after nightfall possessed a scenery completely different from the daytime. A waning moon hung high in the firmament, and dots of starlight dotted the night sky, mirroring the lake's shimmering light, the mountains, and the myriad family lights in the human world, leaving one dazzled and mesmerized.
Today was the twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month. Logically speaking, there shouldn't have been many tourists on Baidi Causeway, but the Broken Bridge was bustling with a coming and going of people. Looking out, one saw nothing but couples walking hand in hand.
Chapter 792