Autumn had arrived, and the weather was getting cooler.
Xia Siyu, a female actress, dressed in less layers than the average person. Despite wearing a long coat outside, underneath she wore regular T-shirts, jeans, and sneakers—yesterday, the guy with the glasses had made her uncomfortable with his gaze, so today she had deliberately chosen a loose-fitting outfit that concealed her figure.
But with the arrival of autumn, even a slight breeze felt a bit chilly.
However, Bo Yan was tall and imposing; when he hugged Xia Siyu from behind, it was as if a warm current flowed from her back. It was not just his body heat but also his scent and his deep voice that lingered behind her ears, surrounding her completely.
Under the autumn sunset, a few strands of wind arose. The tall French plane trees and slightly shorter ginkgoes at the roadside, one with leaves turning red, the other with leaves turning yellow, made the entrance to the autumn alleyway extraordinarily peaceful and enduring.