Is it... Ziyang? But how could he possibly be here?
She couldn't help but open her bewildered eyes to look at the face that was so close.
Exquisite brows and deep features, he gently closed his eyes, and his long eyelashes fluttered down, occasionally brushing against her skin as they kissed, causing ripples to form endlessly in her heart.
Ziyang's eyelashes were also long, thin and dense, like little brushes. Whenever he kissed her, those eyelashes would gently brush against her. She was never one to back down, always blinking her eyes hard, using her long lashes to counter his.
Her gaze grew increasingly dazed as the face before her gradually blurred, transforming into the familiar brows and eyes she knew so well, warm and refined.
Ziyang...
She missed him so much, so very much...
