When night fell, Jiang Zhi returned home. It was dark all around, and she was too lazy to turn on the lights.
She felt lonely. Looking at the home that seemed different from usual, she put down her things wearily and walked into the bedroom. Her hands touched the switch in the darkness, and suddenly, a pair of warm hands pressed her against the wall.
Jiang Zhi saw it was Lu Mian under the moonlight. The space in her heart seemed to be filled. She hid the joy in her eyes and said calmly, "Why haven't you left?"
"Zhi Zhi, you haven't kissed me today." Lu Mian leaned forward and touched Jiang Zhi's face with his fingers.
Even though Jiang Zhi was used to his behavior, she could not resist it. She avoided the burning gaze and twisted her body awkwardly. "Who said I was going to kiss you? It's clearly you... didn't you have something to do? Why aren't you going?"
