Seduction That Brings You to Your Knees

On the day Song Yan won his third Olympic gold medal, the whole world hadn't even had time to stay up all night celebrating the athletic prodigy when, that very evening, the globally renowned sports star was found dead at home. A love letter was discovered at the scene.

I've always been wildly addicted to the thrill of the wind roaring past my ears. But ever since I saw you, I knew that from now on, I would love you even more fiercely and obsessively.

That night, Yu Nian unexpectedly returned to the past. To her surprise, the aloof, solitary boy she remembered seemed to have feelings for her that were shy and tender.

She tentatively took the first step. That night, the boy ran desperately around the track. His heart pounded so wildly he grew dizzy. But when he touched his chest, he knew that it had nothing to do with his futile, ridiculous running. It was because he greedily wanted to make her part of his very flesh and blood.

On a cool autumn night with barely a breeze, Yu Nian walked beside him. Her head was swimming with math problems, and the night air was cold.

“Yu Nian.”

The boy's voice was low. His oversized tracksuit jacket fell over her shoulders.

A mischievous thought came to the girl. She rose onto her toes. “Song Yan?”

She asked softly, as if it were just a casual question, “Would you like to see me dance?”

Many years later, Yu Nian, now Song Yan's wife, found the diary the boy had kept that autumn night.

If hormones need a believer, then I will devote my life to worshipping them.