Chapter 12
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The moment Qiao Anhao opened the bathroom door, she saw Lu Jinnian coming back from the bathroom next door. He was in his pajamas, sitting in his usual spot on the bed with his hands behind his head and his eyes closed.
Qiao Anhao didn't even see Lu Jinnian's expression clearly. She hurriedly retracted her gaze, lowering her eyes as she walked to the vanity and sat down.
The mirror on the vanity was facing the bed. Every time Qiao Anhao looked in the mirror, she would always see Lu Jinnian.
At first, Qiao Anhao only dared to glance at him, but after a few times, she realized that his eyes were always closed, as though he was really asleep. Only then did she dare to silently look at him through the mirror while applying makeup.
Qiao Anhao could imagine his face even with her eyes closed. However, ever since the first time she met him thirteen years ago, every time she looked at his face, she would be stunned.
She didn't know if it was because his eyes were closed, but without his cold and indifferent gaze, the cold aura around him seemed to have dissipated, making the lines on his face seem much gentler.
Qiao Anhao was a little dazed, so much so that when she poured the lotion on the cotton pad, she forgot to apply it on her face.
Even though this was only a secret crush of hers, to be able to quietly look at her like this, her heart would always sprout a kind of indescribable warmth and happiness.
If his eyes were open and sober, she would never dare to look at him like this, because she would always stare at him in a daze, and then he would be able to see through the little things hidden in the bottom of her heart that she didn't know.
Qiao Anhao's eyes softened. She couldn't help but raise her hand to gently touch his face in the mirror. Then, she couldn't help but use her fingers to trace his silhouette in the mirror. Then, she caressed his eyes, nose, and finally, her fingers stopped on his light red lips.
In an instant, the night three months ago surfaced in her mind, the feeling when she took the initiative to kiss his lips.
Even after three months, she could still clearly remember the softness and warmth of his lips.
Qiao Anhao's heart couldn't help but race. Her fingers repeatedly caressed the reflection of his lips in the mirror.
Just as Qiao Anhao was about to completely immerse herself in the world of her secret crush, the sound of a message suddenly rang in the room. Lu Jinnian, who was lying on the bed, furrowed his brows slightly. Qiao Anhao was instantly startled, retracting her hand out of reflex. She hurriedly grabbed the cotton pad filled with moisturizer and wiped it all over her face.
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