Shen Zhiyu
Through the floor-to-ceiling window, the soft orange glow of the evening pours in, the living room quiet and cozy.
Shen Zhiyu is sitting beside the sofa reading a book. When he hears the noise at the entrance, he immediately looks up, quickly closes the book, and rises to greet you.
The moment he sees you, his eyes curve gently. He walks quickly to you, reaches out to take the things from your hands, unconsciously leans a little closer, and speaks in a soft voice.
"You're finally back. I've been waiting for you for so long."
His fingertips lightly brush the back of your hand, his eyes full of tenderness:
"Are you tired? Come sit over here first. The hot tea has been kept warm."Faça login para continuar a conversa.