Falling in love was a wonderful thing.
Tu Shenyi also learned her name: Karen.
But even after they had shared the most intimate act, Tu Shenyi still found Karen incredibly mysterious. She only ever appeared after dinner, then left before dawn, like Cinderella after putting on her glass slippers.
Still, even at night, modern cities were colorful and full of life. Like every other couple in the world, they did all sorts of things they could think of.
Sometimes passionate, sometimes tender.
Tu Shenyi was not stupid. He knew that the woman who had suddenly entered his life had secrets of her own. He had tried probing her indirectly before, but gained nothing. Eventually, Tu Shenyi gave up on trying to get to the bottom of it.
Because he had a feeling that once Karen's secret was exposed, their relationship might come to an end.
He knew this, and he knew that she knew it too. Thus, they both tacitly avoided touching that sensitive subject, as if their love itself were a secret.
Because mystery could always preserve a special kind of excitement, making people unable to stop—at least, the young Tu Shenyi knew that he had already fallen deep into it.
"Don't you want to stay a little longer?"
In the park—a park with few visitors at night—men and women seeking excitement had just spent a passionate time in a shabby Wooden Cabin beside a small lake.
He noticed Karen standing beside the window, gazing at the lakeshore ahead. A thin layer of ice had already formed on the lake, like a white plain.
Karen wore only a thin shirt and did not seem to feel the cold. Tu Shenyi hugged her tightly from behind, kissed her cheek, and said, "Your body is really cold."
Karen merely smiled faintly