As the warm air caressed his hair, Han Xin's mind raced with thoughts. He wanted to ask the status of their relationship. Han Zhan had reminded him earlier that they hadn't established their relationship even though they had kissed several times.
In fact, Han Xin thought that kissing equals dating but Han Zhan said people kiss
casually sometimes and it was best to clear out the air. Breaking the peaceful silence, Han Xin finally found his voice. "Xiang Yu," he called out, his voice hoarse with unspoken feelings.
Xiang Yu's lips curved into a mischievous smile, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Yes?" he replied, his tone light and playful.
Han Xin's heart hammered in his chest as he searched for the right words. "That... what are we?" Han Xin blurted out, his voice cracking slightly.
