Like Looking Up to See the Passing Light

Childhood friends rushing off to a competition, Li Xi eyed the back seat of his bike with disdain. “I’m not competing, so why do I have to ride with you?” Gao Junxi smiled. “Just think of yourself as the anchor bolted to my back seat. If your weight isn’t keeping it down, I won’t perform as well!” Li Xi asked Wen Qing, “Why did you want to sit next to me back then?” Wen Qing glanced at her. “Because you’re tall.” The first time Xi Wenhuai walked toward her, his powerful presence was enough to outshine an entire modeling team. Li Xi couldn’t help thinking, “What an elegant, refined aura.” The very next second, he slipped and landed flat on his face…