Ji Weitian didn't go home but stopped by the entrance of the apartment building, leaning against the wall.
It was as if she feared that Qin Nanyu might chase after her. She carefully peeked her head out, taking a quick glance outside.
Assured that no one was behind her, she suddenly let out a sigh of relief.
The images of what had just transpired kept surfacing before her eyes, and her recently calmed emotions became tumultuous again.
Qin Nanyu's focused gaze, filled with intense emotion, had been fixed on her... as if he were about to confess.
In that moment, Ji Weitian didn't know why she panicked; from her toes to the crown of her head, she felt pins and needles.
She was so nervous that she was at a loss for what to do, her mind a blank slate.
Instinctively, she wanted to cover his mouth, to stop him from speaking.
