Dong Xin Yan sat cross-legged on the bed, her petite frame wrapped in his white shirt, which hung loosely because she couldn't fill it out. It exposed her fair collarbones and the hint of scenery on her chest, imprinted with some suggestive red marks.
Her long hair was casually pinned up with a stick, with a few loose strands falling around her temples. The girl's eyebrows curved, her eyes bright like a blazing fire, directly charging at him, trying to rekindle his heart.
Upon waking up, as soon as he opened his eyes, her charming face came into view. For a brief moment, his heart felt as if it had been soaked in hot water, warm and comforting, making him want to indulge in it forever, never to arise.
Yet, it was just a fleeting moment of daze; his brows knitted, and the dazed look gradually cleared up.
Last night was his final indulgence and surrender; now it was daylight, a new day, and between them... they needed to return to where they were.
