Her movements were light and ordinary as she stood up and, resigned, walked toward him, "Have you had enough to eat?"
He said nothing, slightly lifted the corners of his mouth, and smiled.
His presence seemed to hold up the sky behind him, a mass of dark clouds hanging low.
What she truly feared in her heart wasn't the dark clouds, but the deep and reddened eyes of his, which she had seen in the middle of the night; when his emotions reached their peak, they would look just like that.
Perhaps thinking she was walking too slowly, Xu Jingxi pulled her into his embrace, pressed his face against her shoulder, and kissed the skin of her neck. He then whispered with a light breath, "It isn't?" while on the phone, his warm breath scattering bit by bit along her neck.
