On the table was a lavish breakfast Huo Xingye had ordered from room service.
Nan Zhou sat down in a chair. First, pretending nothing had happened, he sneaked a glance at Huo Xingye. Only after confirming that he did not seem angry did he pick up the bowl and chopsticks in front of him.
Breakfast was no different from usual.
Before they left, Nan Zhou stood in the entryway and called out to Huo Xingye, who was about to open the door. The instant he turned around, Nan Zhou caught his arm, rose onto his toes, and kissed his lips.
"I was in the wrong this morning," he said quickly.
"You weren't wrong." Huo Xingye reached out and stroked Nan Zhou's face.
He bent slightly until their eyes were level and looked into his eyes. "You were right. We shouldn't romanticize the road not taken."
His tone was sincere, and his manner was nothing like that of someone who was angry.
Nan Zhou kissed his lips again. "But if you pursued anyone the way you pursued me, I don't think anyone could turn you down."
Huo Xingye smiled and gave him a light, fleeting kiss in return. "I'll only ever love you."
Those simple words sent something like an electric current through Nan Zhou's body.
Although perhaps they were just ordinary sweet nothings, just as he was not his first love, his heart still fluttered despite himself.
Nan Zhou wrapped both arms around Huo Xingye's neck and parted his lips to kiss him, his voice slightly hoarse. "I like you so much."
So much that even his reason seemed to be breaching its banks and crumbling.
"Me too." The answer came in a low voice and searing lips and tongue.
The moment Nan Zhou and Huo Xingye stepped out of