Eye contact confirmed, you're not my person.
In the instant when their gazes crossed, Ren Suo was lost.
From endorphins to dopamine, from heartbeat to blood pressure, from brain fluid to the prostate, everything fell into chaos.
The aroma of the chocolate he first tasted at the age of four, the smell of the beef brisket rice noodle soup he ate on the street after a game of ball, the fragrance of flowers when he walked into a field during a group trip after high school graduation, the scent of crabs his mother brought out at dinner when he received his acceptance notice, the fresh scent of green grass he smelled while lying on the lawn with friends, imagining the future…
All the beauty of the past surged into his heart, spreading joy from his marrow into his brain, making Ren Suo's body feel heavier and heavier, yet his soul grew lighter and lighter.
A slight pain in the palm of his hand as Dong Chengling's nails dug into it, pulling Ren Suo out of the dream-like sensation.
