The sky outside gradually darkened, the small lights on the Ferris wheel emanated a faint glow, and the Ferris wheel rose slowly, overlooking the scenery below.
Fu Ying lay on the glass, looking out, captivated by the night view of the city.
She remembered Lin Lishan saying that if you make a wish at the highest point of the Ferris wheel, the wish will come true, but she didn't know if it was true.
Shen Liguang's gaze lingered on her for a good while before slowly drifting away.
The air felt a bit stagnant.
This was the first time he had taken a girl out on a date, and the suggestions were all unreliable, so he was unsure whether she liked it or not.
But judging by her reaction, she probably liked it.
After all, since getting on the Ferris wheel, she hadn't glanced at him once.
For the first time, he felt entitled to be jealous, yet the object of his jealousy was the Ferris wheel...
