Chatting about this and that along the way, Ansheng brought Miaomiao with him back to the Moon Bridge. A layer of snow still covered the bridge deck, and the wind blowing across it could hardly be called gentle.
Their last visit had been in the dead of night, but this time it was still daylight, with the setting sun hanging high in the distant sky behind a veil of clouds and mist.
"It feels really nice to see it in the evening, too," Miaomiao tucked a few strands of hair blown wild by the wind behind her ear, gazing out at the sparkling, rippling surface of the river in the distance as she spoke to Ansheng.
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