Heading to the Star Dou Great Forest! Obtaining the Seventh Spirit Ring!

"Han Ruoruo, this won't do. Ciyan is already with Senior Sister."

She silently told herself, her lips moving without making a sound.

But it was useless.

Her mind automatically replayed the warmth of his hand covering the back of hers in the café that afternoon.

That warmth had been too vivid—so vivid that the back of her right hand felt warmer than her left in the evening breeze.

There was also the angle at which he had turned to look at her beneath the sunlight when they left the shopping street, and the calm, bone-deep composure in his voice when he said, "Them? I haven't had my fill of Shrek yet."

And when he withdrew his hand from the table, his fingertips had brushed across her knuckles.

It had only been an extremely light touch, but she remembered it clearly: the pad of his finger had glided over her knuckles, from left to right, tracing a complete arc.

She had never felt that kind of sensation around anyone else. It wasn't simply the feeling of being cared for...

As an Inner Court senior, what storms had she not weathered?

But she simply could not explain it. The feeling Ciyan gave her was completely different from anyone else.

Leaning against the wall, she opened her eyes and looked at the deep blue-green sky overhead, nearly swallowed by the night. Suddenly, she thought of several things she had never considered too deeply before.

Over the past few years, the way Ma Xiaotao looked at Lin Ciyan had been completely different from the way she looked at other boys.

And before they had set off for this tournament, Han Ruoruo had accidentally seen Ma Xiaotao appear outside Lin Ciyan's room. Discussing competition matters was normal enough, but the timing had all been far