"Run faster, let me know if you can't keep up." Zhan Nanjue said, "Never try to show off in front of me, remember that?"
"..." Gong Shirao was momentarily bewildered.
Does he always talk to girls like this?
Doesn't he realize that it's easy for people to misunderstand when he speaks this way?
Strangely enough, after feeling cold and shivering while waiting in the pavilion, she felt warmth in her body after bursting through the rain curtain...
His palm seemed to possess a magical power that healed her...
Making her want to press forward fearlessly.
She seemed to be running hard all along, trying to reach him, but he always walked fast, ran fast, leaving her with no way to catch up.
Eighteen years, he's always been so, so far from her, yet he didn't know, he was always on her heart, so, so close.
The only regret...
She ultimately isn't anyone to him. Won't be anyone to him, can't be anyone to him...
