Lin Ze's eyes were as deep as pools, gazing at her as though a myriad of glowing stars were reflected within them. Su Qingqing felt a sudden tightness in her throat.
It was as if the world had been pressed on pause; even the air seemed to freeze. All that remained in her ears was her own deafening heartbeat, growing heavier with every beat, making her almost want to reach out and block his scorching gaze—as if merely avoiding those eyes could calm the runaway turbulence inside her chest.
Unconsciously, she wrapped her arms around the back of his neck and met his gaze.
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