Qi Ting was playing with her phone nearby, watching a couple squatting by the roadside. The yellow glow of the street lamps fell on them, casting their silhouettes long and infinite.
Chang'an is a romantic city, even the name of the underpass is called Kaiyuan. The Chang'an Bell Tower is famous far and wide, a landmark over six hundred years old.
To enter the Bell Tower, you have to go through Kaiyuan.
At this time, the inside and outside of the Bell Tower was packed with people, almost without room to move. Not only people from neighboring cities came here, many unable to see the morning bells or evening drums.
The crowd was so dense you could only see the back of the person's head in front of you, a sea of people.
The Bell Tower, engulfed by the night, emitted a bright yellow light, looking solemn and awe-inspiring. The skyscrapers in the distance were lined up one after another, looking somewhat blurry.