Shen Yuan watched as Li Zhi hastily packed her schoolbag and put on her down jacket.
With looks of reluctance and helplessness, the two said their goodbyes and parted ways.
After seeing her to the door, Shen Yuan walked back to his own empty bedroom, his steps feeling a little heavy.
Ms. Zhang Yuyan had already tactfully retreated to her own room, leaving the living room quiet.
Shen Yuan closed his bedroom door. The warmth from the heater seemed to instantly fade.
The air still seemed to hold the faint, sweet scent from Li Zhi, along with the smell of the leftover durian pizza.
Shen Yuan ambled over to the side of his bed, slipped off his slippers, and then threw himself backward, sinking into the soft mattress.
"Sigh—"
A long, heavy sigh, thick with frustration, escaped his lips.
Shen Yuan stared at the ceiling, his gaze unfocused.
The warm sensation of caressing Li Zhi's calf through her thick, black pantyhose was still a vivid memory.
So delicate, so warm...
