That was the scent of life being reborn.
And the scene here truly gave one the feeling of new life.
The gradient sky looked like an overturned palette, gradually transitioning from deep ultramarine to gentle dawn white, while the edges of the clouds were rimmed with gold by the newborn sunlight.
"This is it—the moment of Dawn."
Robin released Qianyi's hand, spread her arms like a real bird, and spun lightly in a circle, as if she wanted to embrace the entire world.
"It really is a nice place. It's quiet, the lighting is just right, and most importantly..."
Qianyi took a few steps forward and lightly rested his hand on the railing. The cool touch spread through his palm as he voiced his thoughts. "If you played and sang here, it feels like the sound could travel very, very far. It could slip into every ray of morning light and wake every beautiful dream still asleep."
"Qianyi, you..."
Robin tilted her head hesitantly, surprise written all over her eyes. "Have you been here before?"
"No."
Qianyi shook his head and answered honestly, "This is my first time here."
"That's incredible. You've clearly never been here, but the way you described it makes it sound as if you've stood in this very spot before, listened to the wind here before, and seen through this morning light long ago."
Robin leaned back lightly against the railing, watching Qianyi's profile as the morning breeze lifted her hair.
"Probably because I'm a bassist."
Qianyi said.
"A bassist?"
Robin blinked curiously. "What does that have to do with anything?"
"In a band, the bass is the soul. But souls can't be seen, so you can only look at other things."
"Other things, like what?"
"Like takeout."
As everyone knew, just as the bright job