He looked at the girl so close before him, and the plan he'd long suppressed surged forth like a spring tide bursting its banks.
"Li Zhi…"
Shen Yuan took a deep breath. The air, crisp with the scent of the mountain forest, could not cool his boiling blood.
His voice trembled visibly.
Shen Yuan stared into her eyes, as if to etch this moment into the depths of his soul.
"...I…"
The word he had been nurturing for so long, a word heavier than all the formulas combined, was on the tip of his tongue.
His cheeks burned slightly with excitement and nervousness, his fingertips curling unconsciously.
It was as if the world had faded away, leaving only the person before him and the keyword about to escape his lips—a word that would define their future together.
However, just as the word was about to break past his lips—
A soft, cool hand shot up like lightning and, not too hard yet not too softly, covered Shen Yuan's mouth with unerring precision!
"Mmph…?!"
