Don't Mess with the Girl with Candy novel Chapter 1562

Startled, Janet looked down and suddenly met Melvin's deep, steady gaze.

For a moment, she completely froze, staring at him blankly and forgetting how to react.

Although everyone was intently photographing the sunrise and paying no attention to the back of the crowd...

All they had to do was turn around, and they would see them.

Moreover.

Wasn't this pose far too intimate?

“Why are you looking at me?” Melvin tugged at the corner of his lips and murmured, “If you don't look at the sunrise now, you're going to miss it.”

Hearing this, Janet hurriedly turned her head.

Before her eyes.

The sun crested over the base of the mountains, its rich, golden rays gradually spilling across the earth.

“Wow—”

Excited gasps and voices filled the air, the expressions on everyone's faces as full of hope and vitality as the rising sun itself.

“It's beautiful.”

Janet couldn't help but let out a heartfelt sigh, her eyes reflecting the sparkling light.

Throughout her high school years, she had certainly woken up early every day.

But that was for morning study sessions; she never had the luxury of watching a sunrise.

This trip had been completely worth it.

Melvin's attention, however, wasn't on the dawn, but rather entirely fixed on the girl watching it.

She looked genuinely happy, the smile on her face as radiant and vibrant as a blooming summer flower.

She was no longer the reserved, cautious girl hiding beside her mother when he had first met her.

She had grown.

It perfectly echoed the saying: *While you stand on the bridge enjoying the view, someone upstairs is admiring you. The moon adorns your window, while you inspire another's dream.*

“Yeah,” Melvin agreed softly. “It really is beautiful.”

But he wasn't just praising the sunrise.

He meant.

The person watching it.

However.

Neither of them noticed that in a nearby, shadowed corner.

Kian, practically crawling with dark, hateful resentment, inadvertently caught the entire scene.

Looking down at Melvin, she whispered a reminder, “That's good.”

“Mhm.”

Melvin set her down and rolled his slightly sore shoulders. “Are you happy?”

“I am.”

Janet nodded emphatically.

“Alright, let me get a picture too.” Melvin pulled out his phone, pointed it toward the sunrise, and hit the shutter button.

In the photo, Janet's fair little face took up more than half the frame, her expression capturing a natural, adorkable innocence.

The sun in the background was purely secondary.

But Melvin thought that compared to the sun, the girl in the picture shone far brighter.

“We haven't taken a photo together yet, have we? Let's take one!”

Melvin stepped closer. Before Janet could even process it, he raised his arm and snapped a selfie of the two of them.

“Done. Let's get ready to head down the mountain.”

Melvin saved the picture. Just as he was speaking, his phone rang again.

He stepped to the side to answer it, his voice dropping low: “Okay, I'll come see you a bit later. I'll bring you something good to eat.”