Song Jia looked at the city that had darkened not far away. The night in the capital was still as bright as day. However, the dazzling fireworks just now made the bright city even more dazzling. After the fireworks ended, the city that was filled with all kinds of lights seemed a little dim.
Song Jia had just stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and watched the small fireworks show. Lu Zhen lived next door to him. In fact, the distance between the two of them might only be more than ten meters. The two of them watched the same fireworks at the same time. In Song Jia's heart, this was a romance that belonged only to him and Lu Zhen.
Soon, Lu Zhen received a message from Song Jia. "Do you like it?"
These words tickled Lu Zhen's heart like a feather. Lu Zhen almost didn't dare to imagine Song Jia standing in front of her and staring at her. Moreover, she felt that this sentence had many meanings, as if…