Pale blue moonlight spilled across the silent night, shining on the deserted streets. Beneath the bright white moon, the entire city seemed to have fallen into a dream. Wisps of white mist drifted from the tops of the towering buildings at the city's edge, hazy and indistinct.
Luo Chuan looked at the girl beside him. In the darkness, her bright eyes quietly watched him, laughter lingering between her brows.
"I remember someone secretly pinched my... butt several times back then."
As she spoke of it, Yao Ziyan bit her lower lip. She must have gathered quite a bit of courage in her heart.
Now it was Luo Chuan's turn to feel a little awkward.
"...And my chest."
Yao Ziyan silently added another sentence.
Luo Chuan: "..."
He gave a light cough and looked away, refusing to meet those violet eyes like glazed crystal before him.
"Ahem, that was the effect of force majeure."
No matter how he put it, it sounded like an excuse.
"Force majeure? What does that mean?"
Perhaps feeling embarrassed after saying those things, Yao Ziyan buried most of her face beneath the blanket. Her voice came out muffled, yet the eyes fixed tightly on Luo Chuan were especially bright.
"It's like the instinct of living things to eat. When you're hungry, you need food. Humans have joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness; different things evoke different emotions. When reading a novel, you always become immersed in it and resonate with the characters. Solving a problem successfully gives you a sense of pride too... Mm, something like that."
By the end, he even nodded with conviction. No matter how one looked at it, he seemed to be trying to convince himself.
Yao Ziyan froze for a moment, then amusedly gave Luo Chuan's chest a light punch beneath the