Gu Jianlin realized that his heartbeat was accelerating in his chest, and the flow of blood seemed to quicken. He knew he was probably getting emotional. The girl's enticing cherry lips were so close, making one want to taste them.
In fact, ever since he learned how to profile, he had carefully observed many around him, regardless of gender, age, beauty, or ugliness. Everyone was treated equally in his eyes. Some said he was like an enlightened monk, and this description wasn't far off. After all, outward appearances are but a facade; in a hundred years, aren't we all just dust and bones?
Only occasionally, when encountering those exceptionally beautiful, did they leave a deep impression on him.
Of course, it was purely appreciation.
He wouldn't let himself be moved; feelings would only make him weak.
Until a word from Senior Ji made him start seriously pondering over his emotional issues.
A girl's time is exceedingly precious.
