Just as the word "的" from Chen Enci's mouth got to the tip of her tongue, Qin Jie's head suddenly leaned in.
As his face enlarged in her eyes, his lips met hers...
Chen Enci totally fell silent, as if she was paralyzed, staring at Qin Jie's face, so close to her.
He didn't close his eyes either, his deep dark pupils staring straight at her.
They simply faced each other, lips on lips.
In the room with closed curtains, only the bedside lamp was on, casting a warm yellow glow, softening the aura radiating from both of them.
The room was quiet, they both held their breath, yet their heart beats quickened, the thumping sound, sometimes frantic sometimes slow, echoed clearly in their ears, filled with an indescribable gentleness and ambiguity.