Guo Xinyu, for the first time in her life, was watching a movie alone with a boy, and that boy happened to be the one she liked. This subtle atmosphere made it nearly impossible for her to focus on the movie.
She kept sneaking glances at Fang Jueyu with the corner of her eye. His perfectly chiseled profile, courtesy of genetic optimization, was downright lethal to a girl's heart.
The sofa was almost five or six meters wide, yet they sat so closely together they could even catch whiffs of each other's scents.
"If only time could freeze at this moment, maybe that wouldn't be so bad!" Guo Xinyu's lips curled into a slight smile. In the dim light, the young couple harbored their own little thoughts; it seemed that this was what youth truly felt like.
Gradually, Fang Jueyu managed to pull his attention away from Guo Xinyu and became engrossed in the movie.
