Jian Yu first saw him at the biggest library cafe in the city center. The man was sitting by the floor-to-ceiling window on the second floor, holding an old-school comic book. He wore a cream-colored sweater vest over a white shirt, his legs crossed as he lounged in a single armchair. He looked so relaxed and at ease that Jian Yu would have thought he was a display mannequin if he hadn't turned a page every now and then. This was the second time Jian Yu had seen him. Today, he wore a black shirt, his hair carefully styled, and an ear chain that reached his collarbone. With the top buttons of his shirt undone, he was playing a drinking game. The way he tipped his head back and swallowed was incredibly sexy. The atmosphere reached its peak as he finished the last drink, while the DJ played increasingly deafening music. Jian Yu's gaze lingered on the passenger seat. If they happened to meet again within ten days... A slow burn, with love growing over time...
