Sicheng: Day 1, We had left the bus in a crowded place. The city is exotic, something so new and fine, all the smells, the warm air, the flowers and markets. But I guess, if I had been in Renjun's place it all wouldn't have mattered, because it's twice as warm when Yuta holds my hand.
He doesn't know what the purpose of the journey is, but he enjoys it a lot, I can see it. In the afternoon we made a short break, ordered cream-milky coffee in a restaurant and it was nice. He was holding my hand on the table, his eyes all on me, so I couldn't be more thankful I've met him. He's my sunshine, my life.
I hope our love can grow during this journey.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Thank you for reading I'd like to know what do you think about the story so far?
