Shen Yuan's hand on the door tightened, his knuckles straining slightly.
A silent stalemate spread through the inches of space where their breaths mingled, the echo of their heartbeats thundering in each other's ears.
His heavy gaze locked onto her blushing face. The muscles in the arm he had braced against the door were pulled taut, as if it took all his strength to suppress the turbulent feelings stirring within him.
His Adam's apple bobbed with difficulty. With an unnerving slowness, his body pressed closer.
They couldn't be any closer, the scorching heat of their breaths brushing against each other's faces.
Li Zhi looked up at Shen Yuan, so close before her. Her heart was pounding, her fingertips trembling with nervousness as she said softly, "The scores aren't out yet..."
"I know..."
Shen Yuan's voice was low and husky, carrying a tremor he was struggling to suppress.
