The nights in Liangcheng are not as dazzling and brilliant as those in Jinshi. Compared to that night sky which is as bright as day, the nights here are quiet and profound.
The mysterious night sky sparkles with stars, and the moon hangs over the willow branches.
Jiang Zhi sat like a statue, completely motionless for three hours. The room was pitch black, with only the faint light spilling in through the floor-to-ceiling windows revealing the dark silhouette on the sofa.
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