Too Bad I Only Got to Kiss Your Profile That Day

If someone asked you now, "Hey, what kind of person do you think Li Zhao is?" Most people would probably describe him as gentle, clever, and spirited, with a mischievous streak now and then. But really, he sees through just about everything. Or perhaps they would say he seems cold, though he's warm inside: neither exactly aloof nor outgoing, but never unpleasant. After hearing a few such descriptions, an image of this kind of person would already have taken shape in the listener's mind. Then, armed with that impression, people who had asked about him would meet him in person, and always feel... that something was a little off. They couldn't quite put their finger on it. It was just that he didn't seem as simple as people said, yet he wasn't as complicated as he appeared, either. To put it plainly, without dressing it up, something about his personality didn't quite match the impression he gave. Now and then, a fleeting gloom in Li Zhao's eyes would make your heart skip a beat. It was like listening to a string of soft, elegant notes, only to have a heavy bass note suddenly intrude. That note felt so real that your sixth sense would sound the alarm, screaming that this brief glimpse was the truest part of him. But in everyday life, you wouldn't see even the slightest trace of it. So it was hard not to feel a chill run down your spine. Theme: