When There Is Nothing Left But Love (Ashton And Scarlett)

Chapter 105 

Not long after that, he parked the car then turned at me, “The next lane is just narrow enough for two people to cross at the same time. So, we’ll get off here and walk.”

We got out of the car. As he had said, the lane was narrow indeed, just the right size for two people to pass through. Against the setting sun, the poincianas on the gray wall lit up quite brightly.

“This place is off the beaten track. How did you find it?” I had spent so many years in J City, but I had not been here at all.

The lane looked rather old.

He leisurely tucked his hands into his side pockets, “I stumbled into it by chance a few years ago. This lane was built around the mid-twentieth century. J City was originally a village on water, where most buildings were constructed with white walls and black tiles. You basically can’t find a lane as deep as this one in the south.”

I nodded. This lane certainly resembled more like northern architecture.

He glanced at me with his eyes aglow. “This lane was built by the local marshal for his wife. It’s over a thousand meters in length and over five hundred centimeters in width. Many couples like to come here on dates.”

“Sounds romantic.” The blooming branches on both sides of the walls gradually switched from poincianas to roses. These roses were beautifully trimmed, and they looked gorgeous in full bloom, making up marvelous scenery.

If one were in a bad mood, walking along this lane would provide pleasantry.

He shrugged. “It is.”

then the two of us would travel the world together. I wanted to see the mysteries of the world outside, experience different cultures, and witness the traces left

next but, after graduating from university, this dream was buried. We had given over to reality and the harsh society, forgetting what we dreamed of in the first

announced abruptly. I regained my senses

front of me, holding his cell phone. I looked up to find him snapping photos with a smile.

bother pointing it out. I asked about the roses on either side, “Do these flowers bloom all

right. Roses don’t have seasons, and we’re in the south, where the climate

It’s splendid!

like this under the sunset,

a sideways glance, and then asked me sternly, “Why must it be

to meet him when I

block my path, his face all serious.

him aside. “Who knows what the future

be best if we don’t meet the one who sparks our souls too soon. Otherwise, it’ll be hard to get over them for the rest

up to a crowded food street lined with stalls selling an assortment of food and

were walking along the street in their favorite clothing, which was delightful scenery in and of

some more walking. It was already getting

roadside booth with me, do you?” Nick found a seat at a barbecue stall and said to me with his

I say I do, are we