Once the recording studio quieted down, Chu Tian lay there alone, his mood gradually sinking.
He didn't know why. Maybe it was the first time he so vividly felt that a girl liked him? Realized the feeling of being loved by someone? Or perhaps this feeling had further closed the distance between him and this world, erasing that elusive sense of alienation he had felt before? In any case, his mind grew more and more chaotic. He thought about many things, but he could never make clear sense of them.
Until he recalled the scene that had just occurred...
He replayed Xu Qingqiu's every move, every minute detail, in his mind.
Her long eyelashes; the intricate texture of her skin beneath a faint layer of foundation; the fine, downy hairs on her face swaying as if in 8K high definition.
In her large eyes, the pupils within her brown irises contracted and expanded, resembling undulating mountain ranges or a cluster of twinkling stars.
