The bus swayed along, and the scenery outside the window slowly receded.
Jiang Sifan sat by the window, staring blankly outside, but his mind was filled with the scene from just moments ago.
He Lingyi, standing at the bus stop in that white dress, her face flushed and her eyes sparkling.
And that hug. She had thrown herself into his arms, so soft and fragrant.
His hand... he seemed to have accidentally touched somewhere he shouldn't have.
Jiang Sifan's face instantly turned red.
He looked down at his own hand, his fingers curling unconsciously.
That soft feeling...
A tingling numbness seemed to linger on his fingertips.
It was the distinct softness of a young woman, felt through her thin dress.
He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down.
'What are you thinking! She still has the college entrance exams in half a year!'
He cursed himself inwardly.
But the more he tried not to think about it, the more those images forced their way into his mind.
