The wind brushed past my ear.

Rong Shang didn't know how long he had been running with her.

All I know is that when we stopped, my body started to get hot.

Her palms were sweating, and as soon as the man in front of her stopped, Rong Shang immediately shook off his hand.

"..."

Turning around, Gu Xingchen realized something when he saw her.

"I'm sorry, I..."

"No need to pay compensation."

She has obsessive-compulsive disorder about cleanliness. Gu Xingchen watched as she took a handkerchief out of her handbag and wiped her hands.

He pursed his lips, lowered his eyes, and slightly furrowed his brows.

Actually... he also has obsessive-compulsive disorder related to cleanliness.

But now, Gu Xingchen suddenly clenched her fists.

Perhaps afraid that the wind would dispel her scent, the man hesitated for a few seconds before putting his hands in his pockets.

When the woman tried to leave, he stepped forward and blocked her with his shoulder.

"Wait a moment."

"What?" Rong Shang raised her eyes and looked over. The man in front of her was standing against the light, with deep and three-dimensional features.

I stepped on your dress and ruined it.

"Oh, I told you you don't need to pay."

She seemed to be in a hurry, or perhaps she didn't want to talk to him.

Gu Xingchen moved her lips, but didn't know what to say.

He merely nodded slightly and took a step back.

As Rong Chang stepped forward, his deep, magnetic voice reached her ears.

Are you misunderstanding me?

"What?" Rong Chang turned her head to look over.

Her gaze was cold as she looked at him.

Gu Xingchen suddenly fell silent. "It's nothing."

He feels the urge to smoke when he's nervous.

He then reached into his pocket and took out a cigarette and a lighter. Gu Xingchen lit one, took a puff, and then...

He suddenly remembered that there were other people around him, and he paused for a moment while smoking.

Oh, it's probably because of his profession.

Rong Chang thought so.

When the wind blew from the front, the man exhaled smoke.

Wisps of white mist blurred his vision.

Rong Shang didn't know why she stopped leaving.

She stood there for a while, then turned to look at the man beside her, just as he looked up at her.

The moment their eyes met, Gu Xingchen let out a soft, wicked laugh.

"Do you smoke?"

Rong Chang did not speak.

He smiled again.

Rong Shang didn't know what he was laughing at.

"Actually, I quite like smoking," he suddenly said.

Rong Shang saw his dark, bright eyes light up.

It seems like she's thinking of someone.

"But she doesn't like me smoking."

He lowered his head, took a breath, and added this sentence.

For a moment, Rong Shang thought of the woman she had seen in the restroom that night.

It must be her.

Is the woman Gu Xingchen is referring to that woman?

She seemed to feel nothing at all, yet...

"Do what you want to do, why worry about so much?" Rong Shang said coldly, staring straight ahead.

The man diagonally opposite her was watching her. Rong Shang noticed it, but didn't react much.

"Really?" Gu Xingchen stared at her for several seconds.

He looked away, but instead stubbed out the cigarette in his hand.

No, I love her.

"..."

"I'll do whatever she wants me to do." He seemed to have thought of something else, and when Rong Shang looked up, she saw his gentle expression.

If his fans knew that their idol was such a devoted lover, the contrast would probably cause another sensation.

only……

Rong Shang gave a cold laugh, "I have other things to do."

The implication was that she didn't have time to listen to his ramblings.

Rong Shang didn't understand either; she and he had only met a few times.

They didn't even know each other, so why would he say so much in front of her?

She wanted to leave, but after taking just one step, Rong Chang returned.