The sun shone upon the beautiful woman standing against the door. She was wearing a white and black dress, looking elegant and graceful. James turned around and saw this scene. He was stunned for a long time. He was bewitched by the beautiful scene in front of him. Perhaps he had lost the faith in his heart at that moment, and she was the only one he wanted.

"Why aren't you saying anything?" Kimberly touched the cheongsam on her body awkwardly. She was used to modern clothes, so she was not really used to traditional cheongsam. She asked a little nervously, "Is it not beautiful?"

"No, it's very beautiful." James came back to his senses. He lowered his eyelashes and did not dare to blaspheme again. However, he did not expect that in the eyes of others, he could also be a part of a painting.

A strand of hair covered some of his eyebrows and eyes, making his skin look even more moist and bright. It was like a pearl that was faintly glowing in the dark. His lips, which were a little lighter than ordinary people's, were like cherry blossoms in early spring, making people think of them. Kimberly unconsciously said, "If you have long hair, you will definitely look very nice."

"Huh? me?"

"Uh... I'm just saying. Don't take it to heart." Kimberly didn't expect herself to say this, so she changed the topic. "Have you lived here since you were young?"

James looked longingly at the small courtyard. There were too many memories here. "Yes, but I was no longer here when I grew up."

At that time, he thought it was normal. Unfortunately, he couldn't get it back now.

"I'm so happy. I love the atmosphere of this small town. The whole town seems to be amber in color." Kimberly looked into the distance longingly. She pointed at the seagulls flying past and told James excitedly, "Look, seagulls!"

She sat on the swing in the small courtyard. The wooden swing made creaking sounds as she spoke, "I feel that time doesn't exist in this amber-colored town anymore. All that's left is the salty sea breeze and the daily necessities. I would be very happy if I stayed here forever."

Other than this moment, there would be no other moments that made him feel so passionate toward a woman in this life. James himself did not know that when he looked at her, his gaze was filled with love and affection, his clear and shallow voice drifted in the wind. "If you like it, you can come here often. If it's deserted all the time, the house will probably cry."

"Then we'll come together every year during this month? But I have to say, James, you're really careless. I saw a lot of jewelry in the room just now that was randomly placed in the jewelry box. I personally feel that it should be placed in the safe. If you're too lazy to do it, you should at least close it properly." Kimberly sighed as she spoke, "What a prodigal."

"Pfft." He covered his mouth and snickered. His eyes were filled with a lingering gentleness as he asked, "Do you like anything?"

"Eh? What?"

"Jewelry. If you like it, then take it."

"I don't! You have to take good care of it!"

"Then I'll help you take care of it."

"You're so weird!"

The two of them spent another morning in the courtyard, giggling and laughing. In the end, what woke them up was the unbearable hunger in their stomachs.

Kimberly only drank last night and had not eaten much. At this time, she was extremely hungry. She touched her stomach and asked, "I'm so hungry. What are we going to eat?"

"Dumplings?"

"I reject that, only dumplings won't do."

However, James was very firm. "With yellow croaker filling. It's very delicious."

At the mention of yellow croaker, Kimberly thought of the delicious yellow croaker from last night. It was a pity that she had drunk too much wine and could not remember how much she had eaten. Now that she thought about it, she really craved for it, so she nodded hesitantly. "Okay, if it's not good, then don't think about eating dumplings for the next month."

"It's definitely good." James was like any other ordinary teenager in the small town, who held the hand of the girl he adored and walked along the streets. Perhaps the girl did not know, but sooner or later, the wind would convey his sincere feelings for her.

Kimberly followed him around. She did not know how many street corners they had passed before they came to an ordinary dumpling shop. However, after passing by the private restaurant yesterday, she no longer dared to look down on this shop. She kept feeling that there was a hidden meaning behind it.

"Two bowls of yellow croaker dumplings." James used a tissue to wipe the slightly white plastic stool. After confirming that there were no oil stains, he let Kimberly sit down.

"Oh, it's James. Why are you back? I just finished wrapping them. I do not plan to sell them, but since it's you, I'll cook them for you." The owner of the dumpling shop was an extremely enthusiastic old man. He casually scooped up a ladle of water, poured it into the pot, and began to cook the dumplings.