Wendy felt embarrassed.
After having dinner together, Daisy pushed Mason out to have a walk around first.
They leaving the lake, Wendy concluded with confusion, "It's strange."
"What?"
"I could feel Daisy's love for you. But seeing her getting on well with Mason naturally, I also think they might be a good couple. Their relationship must also be very good, right?"
Henson shifted his gaze to the dark lake in the distance. And he did not answer the question.
Wendy pursed her lips, thinking that she might have said something wrong. Then she also shut her mouth up.
The peaceful midsummer night by the lake was as beautiful as a painting. They looked like the two silent figures in it.
The melodious soundings from the cicadas and frogs plus the warm summer breeze...
This moment suddenly
