Soon, the first rays of morning sunlight spilled down, feeling wonderfully warm.
Chen Yao cried out in excitement. This was her first time climbing a mountain to see the sunrise!
"Zhou Fan, let's take a picture together!" Chen Yao pulled out her phone and held it high. With her back to the sunrise, she snapped a photo that captured both of them.
In the photo, Zhou Fan and Chen Yao's faces were beaming with joy. Chen Yao's cheek was pressed against Zhou Fan's chin as they embraced intimately, looking just like a young couple freshly in love.
Gazing at the photo on her phone, Chen Yao's heart skipped a beat. She slowly lifted her head to look at the man holding her, only to see him gazing at the sun as it slowly ascended in the distance.
"What's wrong? Is there gold on my face? Why do you keep staring!"
Suddenly, Zhou Fan lowered his head and asked her curiously.
