The wind swept by, with fallen leaves swirling around Lin Li, clinging to the silvery moonlight.
In the wind lingers the scent of someone's hair, a touch of citrus.
First, exclude Ding Sihan.
Bang bang bang, the street vendor selling wontons approached, tapping his sticks.
This kind of silent midnight peddling through the streets was a common sight in Xiling.
Lin Li turned his head and exchanged a glance with Ding Sihan, before both tacitly returning their gaze forward.
The sound of banging gradually faded away.
"I'm such an idiot!" Lin Li finally spoke up in frustration, breaking the silence.
"In what way are you an idiot?" Ding Sihan asked.
"Why was I standing there hugging the back of my head for no reason? Is that supposed to be cool?
What's so great about hugging the back of your head? Damn it, before I had time to lower my hands, she was gone... I'm such an idiot!!"
