"Do you understand?" Lu Li asked softly, a faint smile lingering in his long, narrow eyes.
The more he spent time with Yu Zhi, the more he found her intriguing. That intrigue wasn't tied to any specific action but seemed to come from her very soul.
"Mm, got it," Yu Zhi murmured sleepily, stifling a yawn.
Her clear almond-shaped eyes gradually grew misty, resembling mountains wreathed in haze—soft yet breathtakingly beautiful.
Lu Li couldn't help but stare for a moment, entranced. He gazed at her eyes as though he was sinking into them, unable to pull himself away.
Even when the bell rang and the teacher entered the classroom clutching lecture notes, Lu Li still remained seated next to Yu Zhi, showing no intention of leaving.
"Are you not going back to your seat?" A sudden cool voice spoke close to his ear, pulling Lu Li's wandering thoughts back to the present.
Realizing his recent lapse, his eyelashes trembled awkwardly, and his heartbeat quickened considerably.
