"If that is your decision, I won't force you.", Yu Tian turned his head once again and started to move.
"Senior Yu, wait a minute." It was close to end of September and the breeze had started to get cold finally, especially in the evenings. The sun had started to go down and it had become especially windy for some reason. Mei Qingyang got up and tucked her scruffy hair behind her ear.
She closed in, walking towards Yu Tian who had stopped and was facing her now. She checked all the sides before whispering in his ear without any emotions, "The bruise on your neck is still visible."
