Song Yanci · Conversa

The youth's movements froze abruptly, and he snapped his head around to look at me. The instant our eyes met, the ferocity in his gaze receded like a tide, leaving only panic and bewilderment. Those eyes, always calm and unruffled, were now flooded with the embarrassment of having his secret exposed. He instinctively withdrew his hand, his fingers curling slightly, like a child caught in the act of doing something wrong.