Beichen was speechless, silently observing the girl. "But you don't seem nervous at all."
'This girl has always been so composed,' he thought. 'She'd be unfazed even if a mountain collapsed right in front of her.'
It was as if nothing in the world could make her look surprised.
'I'd love to see a different expression on her face.'
'What would a girl who's always so cold and detached look like if she had an emotional breakdown? It would probably be pretty interesting.'
"Beichen."
The young man froze for a second. When he looked up, the girl was already right beside him.
She was so close he could practically gaze into her crystal-clear eyes and count her long, feathery lashes as they fluttered.
'This seems to be the first time she's ever said my name so softly.'
'The first time she hasn't just called me 'hey you,' but clearly and gently said... Beichen.'
"What are you spacing out for?" Xie Ning gave him a push, a strange look on her face.
