Xie Xiao carried her upstairs on his back, Luo Yanran squinted her eyes, resting her head on his shoulder, her voice soft, "I think I can feel your heartbeat."
Xie Xiao reached out to open the door while laughing, "Is it beating fast?"
His voice was nonchalant yet indulgent.
Li Xiu opened the door to see their silhouettes.
Both were dressed in formal attire.
The boy was holding the girl's high heels in one hand, the girl pressing close to his back, her two snow-white feet exposed, gently swaying.
A gentle, happy smile was visible on the girl's profile.
Her eyelashes were so long that even from afar, one could see the soft shadows they cast on her fair, small face, every curve radiating tenderness.
The boy was saying something to her, indistinct, but the unmistakable joy in his tired eyes was evident.
There was also the curve of his lips as he smiled.
They were like any ordinary couple, yet somehow not quite.
