C20 It Was Real and Unreal

In a trance, Yuu Zihong seemed to see another scene not too long ago. Shih Jiayun stood under a tree full of cherry blossoms. The pink cherry blossom petals drifted down with the wind. Falling on Shih Jiayun's shoulder, that scene looked like it was cut off from a painting. It was a beautiful smile and a beautiful look. The hair on her temples swayed with the wind