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.”

and then the two of us would travel the world together. I wanted to see the mysteries of the world outside, experience

happened 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

my senses

his cell phone. I looked up to find him snapping photos with a smile. “It’s

I did not bother pointing it out. I asked about the

in the south, where the climate is perfect for these plants to prosper, so they get

It’s splendid!

the sunset, enjoying

back into his pocket, gave me a sideways glance, and then asked me sternly, “Why must it

flatly, “It doesn’t have to be him.” I just so happened to meet him when I was young and experienced

his tracks and proceeded to block my path, his face all serious. “You’ll

resist a laugh as I shoved him aside. “Who knows

our souls too soon. Otherwise, it’ll be hard to get over them for the rest of our lives, and

it, we had come to the end of the road. It opened up to a crowded food street lined with stalls

street in their favorite clothing,

finally arrived at our destination after some more

don’t mind hanging out at a roadside booth with me, do you?” Nick found a seat at a barbecue stall and said to

are