He had been at this place for a few years before, and there was nothing novel about it. Jiang Yanting found a spot to stand, his silhouette elongated and forlorn under the lights. During that time, quite a few people came to chat him up, but he rejected each one of them.
When he came to his senses, he realized that Jiang Jinsang and Tang Wan had disappeared, presumably wandering off somewhere else.
The campus was bustling. Jiang Jinsang naturally held Tang Wan's hand tightly in his own, walking forward along a path...
The moonlight was faint, the street lamps dim. The farther they got from the crowd, the more the rows of trees on both sides blocked the light, muting the noisy applause. Tang Wan's heartbeat was racing.
"Did you have dances like this when you were in school?" Perhaps due to the excessive quiet around them, Jiang Jinsang's voice was somewhat subdued.
"Yeah, there were lots of school parties and dances, and I went to a few."
