At the moment their eyes met, Yu Xiuxiu's already flushed face lying on the ground turned even hotter.
But even hotter was her heart.
"Little Shan..."
She called out his name subconsciously, and Zhang Xiaoshan jerked in response.
...
In the endless snowy plain, a fierce tiger was chasing a vicious wolf, eventually cornering it in a dead valley. Looking at its prey, the tiger's eyes gleamed with light.
It roared and pounced.
The battle was one-sided without any suspense.
Finally, everything was over.
...
"I..."
Zhang Xiaoshan held his last pose, bewildered and at a loss.
"You, close your eyes."
After the fury had subsided, an emotionally overwhelmed Yu Xiuxiu regained her senses, looking at Zhang Xiaoshan close by. She blushed fiercely and hurriedly covered her face with her hands.
Zhang Xiaoshan too was much more alert now, never having imagined that things would have come to this.
"I'm, I'm sorry."
He rose in confusion, ran aside, and turned his back on Yu Xiuxiu.
