For the first time, she saw unmasked ambition in his eyes, like a bright full moon, shining upon the flower that bloomed at dusk.
.....
At one in the morning, the car drove into Pei Muchan's residential complex's underground garage.
With a slam of the car door, he got out of the car and fetched her bag from the trunk, then looked up. Pei Muchan was standing by the front of the car, waiting for him, their gazes briefly met before drifting apart.
Their relationship was somewhat like the ambiguousness before college entrance exams. Making a little progress during every heart-to-heart, yet neither wanted to break this delicate situation.
"Let's go," he said.
He walked her to her door, well past one in the morning.
Xu Qingyan didn't say much, nor did he invite her to sit inside. Everything that needed to be said had been discussed on the way, and now the only activity left—if they went inside—would be rolling in the sheets.