"The truth is, right now, you're in my arms." He lowered his head, his moist and soft lips landed on her lips, face, and forehead.
He, without a shirt on, exuded the cool and sophisticated scent of shower gel.
...
That day.
The autumn sky was clear and the clouds were light, and the breeze was gentle.
At the National University of Science and Technology, in Ning Youguang's office.
The couple, who always shirked responsibility when discussing core issues, were briefly sent outside the room.
Ning Youguang squatted next to the boy who appeared as frail as a child, though he was already a teenager, and gently asked:
"Xiao Qi, now that your parents are outside, can you tell the teacher, what is the most memorable thing before you vomited for the first time?"
Xiao Qi was the child whom Ning Youguang and Shi Wangyue had encountered at a hotel in Europe, the one who would vomit whenever he ate.
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