The Sound of Lingling

Rekindled romance | Both virgins | Happy ending

Yan Shu guessed right: Wen Xuying really was that kind of person.

She didn't understand love. Someone had loved her, and that person was standing in front of her now, confronting her about everything she'd done.

But she felt she had never loved anyone.

She didn't know how to love.

On countless late nights, Wen Xuying gazed out at the nightscape and wondered whether what she felt for Yan Shu was love or simply a habit.

Was this love?

It didn't seem impossible to leave him, but being with him made her heart soften and melt.

She didn't understand love.

When they parted, there was no hysterical scene. Yan Shu's gaze left her struggling to breathe.

He said many things: he had questions, he needed to vent, but more than anything, he couldn't bear to let her go.

In the end, Yan Shu still couldn't find the answer he wanted in her expression.

She seemed to always be the same: cold and indifferent.

*

Only two streetlamps were still lit.

Snowflakes fell without pause, melting into water on the umbrella.

Wen Xuying leaned against the wall. All she could hear was the wind and Yan Shu speaking.

"Your ears are red again."

His hand brushed the diamond on her ear cartilage, cold as ice, just like the snow falling all around them.

Wen Xuying turned her head to avoid his hand. "You're always like this, Yan Shu. Can't you just talk to me normally?"

A tingling, electric sensation spread across her cheek. As the hand that had been beside her ear drew back, it brushed her face, seemingly by accident.

Yan Shu went over the topic they'd just been discussing in his mind. His frozen face managed a faint smile.

He moved closer to Wen Xuying, shielding her from the cold.

His cold lips touched her earlobe. She heard Yan Shu ask softly:

"Before that, can you tell me the secret of your ear piercing?"

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