当夜色渐深，少爷的风姿却在她心里悄然绽放。
小莹站在天台Edge of a world away from the crowd, her eyes locked on the silhouette of him. His dark suit clung to his lean frame, and his sharp eyes held an unreadable expression. She felt her heart race as the memory of last night’s encounter returned. He had caught her eye with that sortable smile, and she couldn’t help but wonder if he noticed hers.
Her breath caught on the edge of the balcony.
For a moment, time seemed to freeze. The world around them faded into blur as she leaned against the railing, watching him with unequalled attention. His hand was steady in his grasp, not a single tremor, as he reached out and touched her shoulder gently.
He always knew what she needed, even when she didn’t realize it.
She felt a strange wave of heat rise to her cheeks, as if a thousand questions were being asked in an instant.
The room was filled with the soft hum of conversation, the kind that made your heart race. The scent of his cologne lingered in the air, a mix of musk and something uniquely hers.
She had to focus on herself, to forget the thoughts swirling around in her head.
Every time he glanced at her with those captivating eyes, she felt a spark inside that defied definition. It was as if the very fabric of reality were being pulled taut by this electric charge between them.
And when it all came together, all she could do was微笑.
The words echoed in her mind like a song that shouldn’t exist.
It was the most perfect moment of perfect love. No complications, no second-guessing, just pure, unadulterated attraction.
And then it all melted away, leaving only this one thing she knew for sure: he was her.
