Moonlight Fire House

On a Saturday afternoon, the weather was fine.

We made an appointment to meet at the gate of the museum, and I arrived half an hour early.Leaning on the big pillar at the entrance of the museum, I basked in the sun leisurely.

He was still riding that black motorcycle, and he was wearing the same black clothes.

He waved to me.I got up and walked towards him.

"You look beautiful today," he said.

"It's just no make-up like last time."

"That's right, if it weren't for the ugly dress, those people would all come around."

"Ha, how can it be so powerful."

Smiling at him, I stepped behind the motorcycle and put my arms around his waist.

"Where are we going?" he asked.

"I don't know, just tell me."

"Then sit still and let me think about it."