But no matter how ambiguous and intimate they got, they still didn't cross that final boundary.
Thinking back on it now, it was actually fortunate.
Otherwise, the harm to everyone would have been permanent, right?
Yinxing looked towards the direction of the bathroom, her thoughts tangled in memories.
She felt quite spineless, yet unable to extricate herself.
Clearly knowing it's not good, and clearly knowing they can't go back to the past.
But sometimes, with certain matters, emotions are hard to untangle.
Until the door of the bathroom over there opened.
Xia Ye stepped out wearing a clean bathrobe.
And Yinxing's gaze still rested on her.
At that moment, Yinxing was still immersed in memories, her eyes somewhat dazed.
She looked at Xia Ye, clearly still the same youth from three years ago, yet everything seemed different, everything was different.
Xia Ye also saw Yinxing, walking over at a leisurely pace.
