A year ago, Ji An walked towards me step by step in the backlight. His gentle and bright smile almost burned my heart.
He said to me, senior, I like you.
A year later, Ji An came closer to me in the backlight. The same gentle smile, but with a different temperature. I tried my best to dodge back, but sadly found that there was nowhere to escape. Ji An's breath came up, gradually engulfing me.
In my confusion, I heard his whisper: Senior, you can never escape again.