The room was dim and silent.
It was as if the storm just now had never existed. Duanmu Huai lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling above him. Meanwhile, Hei Chuan Chi Yin was beside him, her eyes languid, as if still immersed in the aftermath.
"Ugh..."
After a moment, Hei Chuan Chi Yin let out a low moan, coming back to her senses.
"Xiao Ai is really amazing..."
"Just average, really."
"You must have caused trouble for other girls too, right?"
"Not yet, actually."
Duanmu Huai wasn't lying.
"What about Mai?"
"Her? I think she's probably different from you, isn't she?"
Facing Hei Chuan Chi Yin's somewhat dissatisfied question, Duanmu Huai thought for a moment and gave an answer. He wasn't foolish; he understood that Hei Chuan Chi Yin and Sakurajima Mai were fundamentally different. And besides, Sakurajima Mai's feelings for him might not be as complicated as Hei Chuan Chi Yin's... or perhaps even more complicated?
"I'm so thirsty, I need to drink some water..."
