The two walked out of the warm archives one after the other, stepping into the cool night breeze of the Serenitea Pot's Core Area. The paved stone path gleamed with a cold luster under the simulated moonlight, and the neat, rhythmic footsteps of the patrolling Millelith could be heard in the distance, enhancing the profound tranquility of the late night.
Walking side by side on the familiar path back to the apartments, the atmosphere was completely different from when they had come. The diary discovery from the daytime was like a stone dropped into the lake of the heart, its ripples still unsettled; and that "pure affection critical hit" head-bump incident had just stirred up brand-new waves. Their respective states of mind were churning and fermenting silently.
Limeng swallowed hard, wanting to say something to break the silence. Should he apologize? Explain? Or ask if her forehead still hurt? Yet the moment the words reached his lips, none of them felt right, and he clumsily swallowed them back. He subconsciously slowed his pace, making his shadow almost overlap with hers.
Chapter 108