It was late at night, and the evening breeze lifted the curtains.
The gauzy curtain moved leisurely up and down under the moonlight, like the sea under the night sky.
Glistening points of light danced on the surface, creating wave after wave of ripples.
It was like his heart at this moment, as he watched the sleeping girl on the bed, his heart had not been calm for a moment.
Did he like her?
No, he didn't understand what it meant to like or dislike someone.
All he knew was that he had a particular interest in her body.
He had always despised being near women, yet for her, it was different.
He not only didn't mind her closeness, but even desired it.
Perhaps... he just likes her body.
However, he was starting to feel dissatisfied with the way things were between them now.
He didn't like that she carried other men in her heart, even if it was just a lingering sentiment, he still didn't like it.
