The moment An Yu pulled away from him, the entire rooftop fell into silence.
Fu Teng remained frozen where he stood, his mind completely blank for several long seconds as the warmth of what had just happened still lingered far too clearly.
His breathing had become uneven.
His chest rose and fell sharply.
Everything had happened too quickly.
One moment they were talking.
The next—
An Yu had kissed him.
Fu Teng stared at him in disbelief.
Then suddenly, as if his body finally reacted to the shock, he reached forward and shoved An Yu back hard enough to force him a step away.
"What are you doing?!" he shouted.
His voice echoed loudly across the rooftop and disappeared into the night air below.
An Yu steadied himself almost immediately, but he did not move closer again.
Fu Teng looked furious now.
Truly furious.
His eyes were filled with shock, confusion, anger, and something else he could not even sort out himself.
"You have completely lost your mind," he said.
