The Moon Pavilion with its overhanging eaves was like a huge umbrella blocking above Gu Yunrong and Fang Mingfeng.
Gu Yunzhen and Gu Yanfei, who were on the second floor of the small building, happened to be in the blind spot of the two of them. The sisters took advantage of their high vantage point and saw the two people in the pavilion clearly.
Gu Yunrong and Fang Mingfeng were only two feet apart. There was no one around, only a sea of flowers surrounding the pavilion. It was colorful and fragrant, like a painting by a famous artist.
"Yunrong," Fang Mingfeng said in a lingering voice. He couldn't help but take a step closer to Gu Yunrong and hold her slender wrist.
Their faces were less than two feet apart. Fang Mingfeng could barely take his eyes off Gu Yunrong.
From her arched eyebrows to her long lashes to the dimples on her cheeks to her soft lips, he was almost mesmerized. His gaze was deep and tender, like an ocean that threatened to drown him.
