Gazing up at the meteor shower that filled the sky, Chen Ying suddenly understood something: Xue Yang really wasn't going to ask her out tonight.
She felt a heaviness in her chest, as if a piece of her heart was missing. It hurt, and she had no idea how to fill the void. They say meteor showers symbolize beautiful wishes and romantic love, but where was her love?
"Ying Ying, what wish did you make?" Wu Xiaoya asked, opening her eyes and looking at Chen Ying with enthusiasm.
Chen Ying's gaze drifted toward the streaking meteors. "I didn't make a wish."
"You came all the way up Phoenix Mountain to see the meteor shower, and you didn't even make a wish!?"
Whether she actually made a wish or not, only she would ever know.
The meteor shower lasted for about an hour before gradually coming to an end. Everyone present was somewhat reluctant to see it go.
Xue Yang put away his phone and held out his hand to Lin Xi. "Let's go. We'll head back to the mountaintop."
