What is this?
He frowned, looked down at his hand pulled out from his pocket, and saw it was covered in a black... sticky substance. Not quite liquid, not quite solid...
Cho! Co! Late!
Remembering the chocolate that Xin Xiaoxiao had just stuffed into his pocket, Xiang Yiqing immediately put his hand back into his pocket and took out the chocolate.
He hadn't seen it clearly before, just the pink outer wrapper. Now he realized it was the kind wrapped in foil. In the summer, with thin pants, the chocolate had warmed up against his skin...
No, that's not right. It couldn't have melted this quickly.
There's only one possibility... the chocolate was already melted when Xin Xiaoxiao gave it to him.
'So you'll think of me every time you see chocolate...'
So... that's what she meant.
Xiang Yiqing withdrew the soft spot he had just felt, reached into his pocket, pulled out his phone, and angrily deleted the photos he had just taken.
