"Taking pictures of me again?"
Yao Ziyan noticed Luo Chuan's actions and looked in his direction.
"Yeah. Want to take a look?"
Luo Chuan waved the Magic Phone in his hand, its screen displaying the photo he had just taken.
"Let me see." Yao Ziyan's interest was piqued.
"Close the window first." Luo Chuan pointed at the window Yao Ziyan had opened. "It's raining this early in the morning. It's pretty cold."
"Alright, alright." Yao Ziyan agreed repeatedly. After finishing, she padded barefoot to Luo Chuan's side, leaned close, and studied the picture intently.
The girl in a snow-white nightgown stood by the window. The breeze stirred her skirt and long hair, while rain fell in an endless curtain. She merely gazed quietly at the city beneath the rain.
Only her exquisite profile could be seen, with the faintest hint of a smile on her face.
It made one unable to resist wondering what she had seen, or what had happened just moments ago to put her in such a happy mood.
"It turned out great."
Yao Ziyan was very satisfied with Luo Chuan's photography skills.
"Though there are still a few less-than-perfect parts." Luo Chuan rubbed his chin and gave his opinion.
"Hm? Where?"
Luo Chuan did not answer, simply looking at Yao Ziyan in the photo.
It truly was a beautiful scene.
The girl stood barefoot, her toes slightly raised, one arm extended beyond the window as though she wanted to touch the rain outside.
Luo Chuan's gaze fell upon the girl's little feet, imagining how they would look in white socks.
"Mm... I can't really call it imperfect. They're just two different styles, and each has its own unique charm. I take back what I said."
"Hm?"
Yao Ziyan tilted her head. She completely failed to understand