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.”

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

not sure what happened next but, after graduating from university, this dream was buried. We had given over to reality and the harsh society,

my senses and

short distance in front of me, holding his cell phone. I looked up to find him snapping photos with a smile. “It’s a shame you didn’t pursue acting. You have the face of a celebrity,

bother pointing it out.

right. Roses don’t have seasons, and we’re in the south, where the climate is perfect for these plants to prosper, so they get to bloom

It’s splendid!

walked like this under the sunset, enjoying

pocket, gave me a sideways glance, and then asked

to meet him when I was young

in his tracks and proceeded to block my path, his

laugh as I shoved him aside. “Who knows what the future

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 of our lives, and we

the end of the road. It opened up to a crowded food

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

after some

me, do you?” Nick found a seat

are we hitting up a