Wen Sheng suddenly had a moment of revelation, feeling as if Fu Yanlin was like an ancient spider spirit who had woven a vast web early on, precisely timing it for her to be caught in its threads.
But how did he know that she'd fall into his trap for certain?
For instance, the timing of her breakup with Jian Yukuo.
Or her impulse to let loose that particular night.
How could he have predicted it all so accurately?
Wen Sheng was utterly bewildered.
But something in Wen Sheng's heart felt sweet. For the first time, she realized that being "remembered" by someone in this way, felt surprisingly pleasant.
An indescribable joy and thrill, the kind of heart-fluttering sensation that he stirred up in her, continuously reminded her that she was a normal person with all the emotions and desires, it continuously told her that this is what being in love should feel like, not like the stagnant pond that her relationship with Jian Yukuo had been.
