In the height of summer, with the bright stars visible in the sky, the city's vibrant scenery overshadowed the starlight, reflecting on the pedestrians passing by.
The bustling city saw Wang Xuan, dressed simply in a short-sleeved shirt and shorts, with a pair of breathable boots—his only decent-looking accessory.
Such a lackadaisical wardrobe made it awkward when compared to Su Xiaowei in her school uniform, truly like a beauty and the beast ensemble.
Wang Xuan didn't really care about this; his clothes were always worn for himself. Comfort was the only priority, not style.
The cinema was well-decorated and had quite a few patrons, all stealing glances at the odd pair of Wang Xuan and Su Xiaowei.
A muscular brute and a slender, youthful girl with a vibrant aura; their height difference was two heads, and their weight was two to three times apart.
Su Xiaowei bought a lot of snacks and was now munching away, oblivious to others' gazes.
