Half an hour later, we hit Zhongshan Park and follow the green lushness at a steady pace. I feel surprisingly good, considering that I've run somewhere near four miles already. I glance up at him, who's putting his hand up to every fellow runner as they pass. All women out there, who smile brightly at him and eye me suspiciously.
I roll my eyes at the desperate losers, glancing up to gage his reaction, but he looks completely unaffected by both the women and the running. That was probably just his warm up.
"Are you okay?" he ask as he looks down at me.
