"It was because she was afraid of waking up from the dream."
Firefly lowered her head and sighed.
"Ah... the atmosphere suddenly got so heavy. Sorry, it shouldn't have been like this."
"..."
"...Let me think. How can I lighten the mood?"
"Right."
Firefly looked up at Yan Huan and asked,
"You have lots of friends on the train. What do you usually do when something like this happens?"
"Disband."
Yan Huan crossed his arms and said matter-of-factly,
"If there's nothing left to talk about, why stand around like idiots instead of going home?"
"Emmmmm..." Firefly thought for a moment, then nodded.
"...That's true."
"Still, I think... we could do something else." Firefly's face reddened as she looked at Yan Huan expectantly.
"?!" Seeing that expression, Yan Huan hurriedly jumped back and cried in alarm,
"What are you trying to do?! The readers are still young, don't mess around!"
"..."
"I-I didn't mean that."
Firefly said awkwardly,
"I was thinking that we could take a photo together. After all, it wasn't easy coming here."
"The scenery here is so beautiful." She looked at the distant skyscrapers and radiant sky, smiling. "It would be such a shame not to leave behind a souvenir."
"Oh, that's all...? You should've said so." Yan Huan walked back over, immediately took out his phone, and opened the camera.
"Just a photo? I'm amazing at taking pictures. Watch me work!"
"Mm."
Firefly stood beside Yan Huan and smiled at the camera.
Click—
After the photo was taken, Firefly looked at the picture on Yan Huan's phone.
It showed a woman with long black hair, her dark golden eyes gleaming as she wore a smug smile.
"..."
Obviously, Miss MacArthur was the only one in the photo.
"Um... where am I?" Firefly asked weakly.
"I'm not in