"How long have you been here?"
Gazing at Pei Yanqing's long, shapely legs beneath her jeans, Fu Qian suddenly asked.
"We've been here a while."
Pei Yanqing covered her mouth as she laughed.
"I'm not really interested in aliens or anything, but coming out for a walk is nice."
"Just standing here feels amazing. I can't explain it, but I feel so much better."
"The moon seems especially bright tonight, too."
An amazing feeling? Feeling better?
"Is that so?"
Fu Qian answered casually and looked up at the sky.
What made you think the moon looked any different from usual?
But out of the corner of his eye, he saw that under the pale moonlight, everyone—including Qin Mingze—had an indescribable, dreamy look on their faces.
Even Wu Qingyu, who looked like he was about to drop dead from exhaustion, seemed completely entranced.
Something was wrong!
Fu Qian took a deep breath.
When he turned back to Pei Yanqing, he saw that she wore a distant expression and was staring straight at the railing beside her.
This was an old-fashioned arched bridge. On either side stood railings carved from bluestone, each post decorated with a stone lion in a different pose.
But after years of wind and rain, most of them had suffered considerable damage.
The one in front of them, for example, had only half its head left.
Perhaps noticing Fu Qian looking at her, Pei Yanqing smiled and edged closer.
"Do you ever feel..."
She glanced around, then pointed at the stone lion in front of them.
"That lion looks so shiny! A moment ago, I even thought it seemed alive. Do you think there's something wrong with my eyes or my brain?"
There was nothing wrong with either your brain or your eyes.
Fu Qian had already noticed