Wh-what-what, what does he want to do?
At such a close distance, Xiyan instinctively closed her eyes.
Even with her eyes closed, she could feel her breath coming closer and closer.
The tips of their noses seemed to lightly touch each other.
Everything around them, all the sounds, seemed to vanish at that moment.
Her world, quieted down to just this young man's breathing, intertwined with her own.
But——
After quietly waiting for a few seconds, the anticipated contact did not happen.
Xiyan opened one eye, only to find that Ou Jue had already moved away from her, smirking, "You didn't actually think I was going to kiss you, did you?"
Her face instantly felt burning hot.
That tone felt like an invisible insult.
Xiyan also stood up straight, tugged at her bag, "Who said I was being overly romantic."
"If you weren't being overly romantic, why did you close your eyes?" Ou Jue leaned a leg against the wall behind him and lit a cigarette.
He was smoking again.
