What exactly is wrong with him.
As soon as he closes his eyes, what flashes in his mind is not a memory but the fragrant breeze from earlier when Yun Qian was with him.
It's the girl's long hair, messy yet smooth, and her eyes, clear like the ripple of a lake.
It's the faint blush on Yun Qian's cheek.
Xu Chang'an, with his mind completely astray, sat in the hot spring with a dazed look, until some unpleasant images of the girl started to float in his mind, instantly making him sober up. His palm slammed into the water, sending splashes onto his face to clear his mind a bit.
Just a bit.
"I... really have some sort of illness."
Why is it that when the girl was still around, he kept resisting, and it was quite effective?
Why did his thoughts become unstoppable as soon as Yun Qian left?
It can't be that we only cherish things after losing them, right?
Or is it...
Xu Chang'an covered his face with one hand, realizing that he was far from being as firm and strong as he appeared.
