Winter sunshine always carried a rather stingy tenderness.
On that leisurely weekend morning, more people gathered in the sunny spots outside the entrance to Dongyu Zhenfu.
Lin Meng Qiu stood in that morning light, basking in the warmth of the eight-or-nine-o'clock sun.
When Chen Shi'an rode over, he spotted her at once.
As the most aloof and quiet girl in their classroom, she usually wore a plain blue-and-white school uniform, and even her bearing had a cool, distant air.
Today, however, was different.
In a rare change, she wore a dark brown knit sweater paired with a caramel-colored skirt. Its hem fell just past her knees, revealing the lines of her calves wrapped in black tights, making her legs look long and shapely and giving her an intellectual, gentle charm seldom seen on her.
In all the time Chen Shi'an had known her, this was his first time seeing her in casual clothes other than her school uniform or sportswear.
A little skirt and tights, too. Surely he was the only person in their class fortunate enough to see the Class Monitor dressed like this?
Whether it was because the Class Monitor looked too pretty today or because the winter sunlight falling on her was too dazzling, Chen Shi'an's eyes lit up. He waved from a distance, then rode his bicycle up and stopped in front of her.
The breeze stirred by the bicycle fluttered the wisps of hair beside her neck.
Noticing that Chen Shi'an kept staring at her, Lin Meng Qiu seemed a little uncomfortable and unconsciously tugged at her hem. "Why do you keep staring at me-"
"You look so pretty today, Class Monitor."
His words made her even shyer. A faint pink tinged the corners of her eyes, and she lowered her head, averting her gaze