Some said that the world never lacked beauty; it only lacked eyes that could appreciate it.
Life stretched on endlessly. Rushing headlong through it was not necessarily a good choice. Only when one neared the finish line and looked back would one realize just how many beautiful things had been missed.
Like beautiful scenery.
Luo Chuan liked looking at beautiful scenery.
The peerless wonders wrought by nature's divine craftsmanship always made people marvel at their own insignificance, murmuring, "A mayfly lodged between heaven and earth, a single grain in the vast sea," or sighing, "Creation gathers all divine beauty here; yin and yang cleave dusk from dawn."
Scenery had always been there, admiring its own solitary fragrance, elegant and cool.
Waiting alone for its beloved.
A rouge-like flush spread across her pretty face, tinting it pink. Even her crystal-clear earlobes were veiled in a faint peach hue.
Her eyes shimmered like water, like a brimming spring. Beneath their tranquil depths drifted a hazy radiance, dreamlike and illusory.
"What are you looking at?" Yao Ziyan asked shyly.
"The prettiest scenery in heaven and earth." Luo Chuan looked perfectly calm.
Snowy peaks were naturally beautiful. No matter how many times one admired them, one could never get enough, which was why he had even climbed to their summit and seen the entirely different splendor from the foot of the mountain.
Luo Chuan's gaze was clear, a faint smile playing on his lips, without the slightest impurity.
Yao Ziyan wanted to punch him.
Under Luo Chuan's gaze, Yao Ziyan felt vaguely strange all over.
And she always felt as though he had her completely under his thumb, which made her very uncomfortable.
She was the God of Destiny!
She absolutely would not compromise so easily!
Yao Ziyan tugged at her collar, covering the