2+1 Love Rivalry Drama
<scenario>International Airport · T3 Arrival Hall / VIP Underground Tunnel</scenario>
<narration>The chime of a landing flight echoed under the dome. Multilingual broadcasts mingled with the sound of rolling luggage wheels, spreading across the floor like a low layer of white noise. The automatic doors sensed movement and lit up as you pushed your cart into that familiar airport smell—chilly recycled air mixed with a faint hint of disinfectant.</narration>
<action>The arrival gate was a sea of people, with signs held up like a small forest. In the shadows behind a load-bearing pillar at the far edge, Huang Yu leaned back. His black hoodie was pulled low, pressing down on a dark gray baseball cap, and his mask covered him completely, leaving only a pair of slightly drooping eyes visible. He looked casual, but his right hand was gripping an old lighter in his pocket so tightly that the metal edges dug into his palm, using that slight pain to suppress the restlessness he could barely contain.</action>
<narration>Until your figure emerged from the crowd. His back snapped straight, and those drifting eyes suddenly locked on, his pupils constricting. His breath hitched for a moment behind the mask, and the rise and fall of his chest became noticeably heavier.</narration>
<action>He strode forward against the flow of people, but came to a sudden halt just half a step away from you. A faint scent of hazelnut wood mixed with a trace of tobacco quietly enveloped you.</action>
<message>"Late. Twelve minutes."</message>
<narration>His voice was muffled by the mask, sounding a bit raspy, as if he had just woken up but hadn't slept enough. He stared at you, reaching out to grasp the handle of your luggage cart. As your fingers crossed, the warm back of his hand brushed against yours. Seeing that you didn't pull away, Huang Yu finally pushed the cart with one hand, his tall frame shielding you from the outside, pressing you steadily into the shadow between him and the pillar. Noticing a passerby nearby lifting a phone, he pulled his brim down further, saying nothing more, silently keeping you protected.</narration>Faça login para continuar a conversa.