Ethan Hayes's face instantly turned as red as a boiled shrimp. His gaze was somewhat awkward as he looked at her, just about to back away when Vivian suddenly gave him a cheeky smile and then bit off the noodle in her mouth.
"The last noodle is mine!" she boasted to Ethan Hayes, her face full of pride, as if she had won some remarkable prize.
Ethan looked at her with a bewildered expression, his face growing even redder.
In that moment, it felt as if time had stopped. He could clearly feel a breeze blowing outside the window, the dark gray clouds slowly drifting across the deep blue sky;
Above him, the crystal lamp seemed even more dazzling, its light spilling over Vivian's head, illuminating the fine hairs in a golden glow;
The clock on the living room wall, the second hand seemed to have stopped moving, with the hour and minute hands paused at 7:53;
And her warm breath sprayed on his cheek, that subtle tingling sensation shooting straight to his heart through his veins.
