She playfully blinked.
"You go first."
Lin Yu'an's fingertips gently caressed the cold surface of the glass, his eyes deep. Max's question was like a key, plunging into the deepest and most complex door in his heart.
It wasn't that he had no secrets; it was just that his secrets were so overwhelming that he didn't know where to begin.
He looked at the curious sparkle in her eyes and felt reassured. He knew that she wouldn't judge him by conventional moral standards.
He exhaled softly, as if that breath carried away the last bit of hesitation.
"Alright, I'll go first then. You must help me keep this secret," he said calmly, looking into her eyes, word by word, "I live with two wives."
Max, who was just about to take a sip of her drink, froze in mid-air. Her eyes widened as if she had heard something utterly unbelievable.
"Aliya and Emily." A gentle smile appeared on the corner of Lin Yu'an's lips.
