C87

Silver Moon

Moonlight spilled into the river, suffused with a faint luster and shimmering slightly.

Under the lantern, Lin Jie was squatting beside a small river, while Shen Qinghan who was dressed in white was standing beside him with his hands behind his back.

"Shen Qinghan, aren't you going to light a lantern?"

Lin Jie held the brush in one hand and the lantern in the other