In the late night outdoors, the cold wind whistled, vaguely bringing a bone-chilling coldness.
Perhaps this is what Ye Xi is pursuing... extreme stimulation.
He wore a not-too-thick sportswear, swinging his arms as he jogged along the campus path. The cold wind blew past him, causing every pore on his body to contract...
The feeling of cold occupied all his thoughts.
It's a blessing in disguise, I suppose.
Once you only feel the cold, there's no need to think about anything else, no need to think about the girl he gave up on, or perhaps the girl who abandoned him...
Ye Xi kept running, maintaining a jogging pace, gradually running from the dormitory to the Purple Field, preparing for an extreme night run there.
Today, he wanted to make himself thoroughly cold, thoroughly exhausted, and deeply pained!
This way, perhaps he could let go.
To Ye Xi's surprise, the Purple Field was unexpectedly lively tonight?
It wasn't busy because of people running here...
