Zhang Yuze saw Liu Mengting retract her head, assuming she had already left. He felt a little disappointed, wondering if he had scared her. He muttered to himself, about to turn and leave, when he heard a voice behind him, anxious and infinitely alluring.
"Yuze… Don't go…" Soft, a voice that seemed to tremble in the cold.
Zhang Yuze's body trembled. He suddenly turned around, and Liu Mengting was standing in the rain with an umbrella, her eyes wide open as she looked at him. Their eyes met like that, and even in the rustling rain, they could hear each other's breathing and heartbeats.
Originally, Zhang Yuze was imitating a cliché scene from TV, staring intensely into her eyes, but when he saw the nightgown she was wearing, Zhang Yuze's nose felt hot, and he almost spurted out blood.
