Meng Yan's Transformation

Chapter 594 Enjoying the Sunset

Suddenly, a forsythia petal drifted by and clung to Zhan Mengyan's eyelashes, blurring the twilight into a watercolor-like effect. Her nose followed the fragrance of the forsythia, and she was surprised to find that the western sky had faded to a pale purple, while the eastern sky was still a vast expanse of peacock blue.

The three of them watched as Zhan Mengyan stared blankly at the sky.

"Fourth Aunt, don't scare Mengyan. Look, she's been frightened into a daze."

As Zhan Yue spoke, she looked at Zhan Mengyan with heartache.

"Mengyan, are you thinking about how to explain this to Dad? Don't be afraid. If Dad scolds you, I'll say it was my idea and let Dad punish me. I won't let you be punished by Dad."

As Zhan Yingying spoke, she patted Zhan Mengyan on the shoulder.

"I'm almost home, and I'm only just starting to feel scared. What were I thinking before?!"

Yunqing spoke with a helpless expression.

"Look! Keep your voices down! That half-sunset sun seems to have been startled by you and stumbled into the horizon. How beautiful the sunset is! It's even redder than Dad's face when he's drunk..."

As Zhan Mengyan spoke, she looked up at the sky, her gaze captivated by the magnificent sunset. It was as if time had frozen, her pupils dilated slightly, and her eyes revealed awe and wonder at the natural wonder. Her facial muscles stiffened slightly from the shock, as if she were holding her breath, afraid of missing any of the changing colors.

The brilliant sunset painted the sky, and a gentle smile unconsciously appeared on Zhan Mengyan's face. It was a joy from the bottom of her heart, like meeting a dear friend she hadn't seen for many years. The smile was tinged with a sense of dazedness, as if some invisible force had called out the tranquility and emotion deep within her heart. Her eyes were glistening with tears, not from sadness, but from the impulse of beauty. Her expression gradually shifted from initial amazement to contemplation, and her eyes trembled slightly, as if she were responding to the gift of the sky with tears.

Zhan Mengyan unconsciously opened her arms, trying to embrace the sky bathed in the glow of the sunset. She whispered in her heart, "So beautiful!" Her voice was soft yet sincere, as if conveying admiration and gratitude for the beauty of nature. Her head tilted slightly forward, her body shifting its weight, as if trying to get closer to the magnificence of the sky. Her expression was one of rapture, her eyes reflecting the flowing light of the sunset, as if the whole world had disappeared, leaving only this dynamic panorama before her.

"Mengyan, you're already scared stiff before Daddy has even punished you yet."

As Zhan Yingying spoke, she shook Zhan Mengyan's shoulder with concern.

"What are you all making such a fuss about? Zhan Mengyan is very brave; I can't scare her. What kind of eyes do you have? How can you tell she's scared out of her wits? She's enjoying the beauty of the sunset. You're looking at her and worrying about her, but she's admiring the sunset!"

As Yunqing spoke, a faint smile appeared on her face, and she shook her head helplessly.

"Yes, yes, it's such a pity you're all missing out on this beautiful sunset! What are you all staring at me for? Look at the sunset!"

As Zhan Mengyan spoke, she pointed to the fading glow of the sunset on the horizon.

Zhan Yingying and Zhan Yue looked at each other, seeing the same bewilderment in each other's eyes.

As dusk settled, the last rays of sunset quietly disappeared on the horizon.

Zhan Mengyan pushed open the slightly heavy courtyard gate. The old house's blue bricks and gray tiles stood silently like a mystery in the twilight. Her gaze passed through the old locust tree in the courtyard and suddenly stopped. A warm yellow halo was emanating from the wooden lattice window of the east room of the main house.

The light was not glaring, but soft, as if filtered through a thin mist. It flowed quietly through the window frame, spreading a hazy field of light on the steps in front of the house, and even the farm tools standing in the corner were gilded with a faint gold edge.