What was love?
Lu Zhou felt that, for him, the word might describe something very distant.
It was not that he lacked confidence in his own appeal. He simply had no confidence that he could devote enough time to a relationship. That mysterious call always left him restless, and he had a persistent feeling that, in the not-too-distant future, he might travel somewhere very, very far away.
He did not even know where that unknown journey would end.
All he knew was that it might be somewhere more distant than time itself.
Yet the old man's words at the award ceremony had truly moved him.
Life itself was a journey to an unknown destination. Apart from the birth and death that fate had ordained, nothing seemed predictable.
Perhaps worrying too much would only make him miss out on many wonderful things.
To hell with it...
At least in this moment, he did not want to miss out.
On the shore of Lake Mälaren, two figures gradually drew together, only pulling an inch apart after a long while. Her cheeks burning under his ardent gaze, the usually assertive Chen Yushan revealed a rare glimpse of shyness. She looked away in a fluster and blurted out a quiet question.
"How... did that feel?"
"Very strange. It was clearly just an exchange of salivary amylase, but my heart was beating awfully fast... Maybe it's because this was my first time, and I haven't got the hang of it. After all... I've never felt anything like this before."
As he spoke, Lu Zhou looked away somewhat awkwardly. Even his normally impassive face took on a faint blush.
Strictly speaking, that had been his first kiss.
Although he had once kissed someone's forehead at her request, that had been under entirely different circumstances, driven by