Soft, how about...
you try chasing me?
After seeing off Qi Lie, Jiang Ruan returned to the dormitory, recalling what he said and the sensation of his fingers caressing her hair.
Every time she thought of it, she felt a shiver of nerves.
It seemed as if the warmth of his palm still lingered on her forehead, that trace of heat, tender and persistent, burning all the way to her limbs, making her heart tremble and feel numb.
Opening the gift box from Yan Chi, it was actually just packaged mooncakes, nothing special. She divided some among her dorm mates, and that night she dreamed of Yan Chi again. Unlike before, this dream was very strange; she dreamed of herself and Yan Chi being chased by something, both of them running frantically...
It felt as though there was a flood beast behind them.
This dream was exhausting.
Without any beginning or end, she woke up feeling completely fatigued. The dormitory air conditioner had some issues, making her sweat profusely from the heat.
