Under the night sky, there weren't many people walking in the park, only a scattering of couples strolling about.
The evening breeze brushed by as Little Xiafeng sat on a riverside swing. As he gently swayed back and forth, his black pupils eagerly watched a group of boys playing soccer on the lawn, longing to join them.
However, he ultimately took no action because he knew those boys wouldn't include him in their play.
At that moment, his gaze fell upon a white-dressed girl sitting on the opposite swing.
She swung gently, her soft ink-black hair dancing in the breeze, her pale purple eyes tranquil, locking sight with Little Xiafeng's dark ones.
"Cha Naixue?" Xia Feng and Mu Qingtong both recognized who the girl was.
Though her features were somewhat immature, the similarities between the girl in the white dress and Cha Naixue were easily discernible.
It seemed that the forthcoming memories would be about interactions with Cha Naixue.
