Gu Yichuan gently took her hand. His palm was slightly sweaty, and so was Yan Xu's. He led her to the center of the warehouse.
"Yan Xu, close your eyes."
Yan Xu didn't say anything. Wouldn't it mean that he couldn't see if he closed or opened the door? But she did it anyway.
Five seconds later, she felt countless cotton-like things brushing against her body from all directions. The touch was still slight, but seemed to be constant.
It seems like it's all over the sky.
It was an experience that Yan Xu had never had before. She was surrounded by that soft, itchy substance. She seemed to be able to feel something called a sense of security emerging from the bottom of her heart along with a strong sense of satisfaction.
Concept: Everyone has been a beam of light for others.