บท 811: Reminiscing about the Good Times (16)

When Qiao Anhao arrived, there were only a few lamps on the sides. When she stepped onto the grass of hidden dim multicolored lights, she didn't feel a thing. In fact, she didn't even notice that there were decorations on the lawn in the center of the race track.

This was the surprise Lu Jinnian had prepared for her? When did he start to plan this behind her back?

She scanned her surroundings. It practically looked like a stunning, magical scene from the Grimm's fairy tales. Dumbfounded, she turned her head to look over at Lu Jinnian with hints of confusion in her eyes.

The multicolored lights shone with every color under the sun on his face, accentuating his rugged handsome good looks. He gazed deeply and intensely into her eyes, before he spoke with a voice like the most melodic song in the world. His relaxing, soothing voice tore open the sky. "Qiao Qiao, you know? You were once the warmth I tried my hardest to get close to."