How should I describe this evening?
Ms. Ji would often recall this special day, the night after the two acknowledged their feelings for each other was truly unique.
While they didn't advance physically in their intimacy, they did have a thorough and heartfelt exchange.
It was the first time Ji Sang ventured into Fu Yisi's inner world, the first time she tried to understand the past of this seemingly cold and reticent man.
Fu Yisi held her in his arms on the small sofa by the window, with the light on, admiring the bunch of bright, fiery red roses.
"Do you know why she liked red roses?"
After quietly watching for half an hour, the man suddenly spoke.
Ji Sang, who was already slightly sleepy, instantly woke up, her hand clutching the robe on her belly.
Both knew who "she" referred to.
Ji Sang pursed her lips, wanting to look up at Fu Yisi, but was held so tightly in his arms that she could not move. So, Ji Sang remained still.
