We slept side by side for an unknown amount of time, and while I was drowsy, I felt Rong Jinghe slowly get up.
I opened my eyes and he leaned over to look at me.
As the system continues to be optimized and upgraded, Rong Jinghe's appearance becomes more and more distinct. I can see the wrinkles on his lips, the moisture on his eyelids, and hear the deafening heartbeat.
A little, a little refreshing, a little bitter, a little dust, sunshine, and the feeling of time.
His fingertips were crushed grass, and the juice stained his fingertips blue.
"This is the smell of spring."
Rong Jinghe murmured, followed by a shallow kiss.
Fleeting.
Spring, that's what it is.
Purpose: I hope everyone can have their own mechanical lover in this era.