"Do you know?" Ling Yiyi closed her eyes, softly placing her fair palm on Yi Lin's chest, feeling his heartbeat, and whispered,
"Everyone's emotions inadvertently reflect in the rhythms of their heartbeat, breathing, and pace. Just by listening closely, even if you don't say a word, I can sense your emotional changes."
"I knew you had good hearing, but I didn't realize it was freakishly good."
"Who are you calling a freak?" Ling Yiyi pinched Yi Lin, irritated.
"How are your eyes?"
"Hmm..." Ling Yiyi felt for a moment, then quietly said, "I can't quite explain it, I'm not sure if it's just my imagination, but lately I've been able to slightly perceive changes in light."
"What!"
Yi Lin had asked casually.
But Ling Yiyi's response caused Yi Lin's emotions to sway, and his heart thumped wildly.
