"I knew it as soon as I guessed."
Yun Shuyu paused.
Guan Yongyi squinted her eyes and softly spoke.
The stray hair behind her ear stuck to the man's collarbone, trembling gently with the rhythm of his breathing, like breathing with the rhythm of the retreating tide.
The Bluetooth speaker in the living room timely played a sound.
Unlike the enthusiastic drumbeats of rock music, this time the melody of the love song is gentle, as is the tone.
Even the water cup by the bedside didn't ripple, reflecting the coral red that hadn't faded at her ankles.
"It must be her who told you to like that post on Moments."
"So sneaky!"
"Alright, alright, isn't it just a like? I'll like yours next time too."
He brushed away the short hair beside her ear with his fingers, his knuckles grazing over the faint pink indentation left by her nightgown's strap.
"That's different."
Guan Yongyi raised her eyebrows and lifted her right hand high, clenching it tight in the air.
