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In the afternoon cityscape, sunlight slants between the high-rise buildings, casting golden rays that flicker on the streets, bestowing a sense of tranquility and serenity that differs from the usual hustle and bustle. Against this backdrop, Jiang NanJin and Bai Huaiyu walk through a narrow alley, gradually distancing themselves from the throngs of people and the noisy traffic.
They arrive at a literary café tucked away in a corner of an old street. The café's exterior is unassuming, but once inside, one can feel a strong artistic atmosphere. The walls are adorned with covers of classic literary works, showcasing masterpieces from both ancient and modern times, as well as from various cultures. The bookshelves are filled with an array of books, making it feel as if one has stepped into an ocean of literature.
Soft jazz played in the store, and the hissing sound of the coffee machine intertwined with the aroma of coffee, creating an atmosphere of extreme relaxation. Bai Huaiyu's eyes lit up as she couldn't help but look around, appearing both curious and excited. "Jiang NanJin, this place is just amazing! Every corner is filled with stories."
Jiang NanJin smiled slightly, a hint of barely perceptible tenderness in his gaze. "Yes, I often come here alone to immerse myself in these books and music. This is my sanctuary for finding inspiration and quiet."
They found a spot by the window to sit down. Bai Huaiyu ordered a rich cappuccino, topped with dense foam and sprinkled with cocoa powder, looking very tempting. Jiang NanJin, on the other hand, chose a cup of black coffee, pure and unsweetened, just like his personality—rich and profound.
Bai Huaiyu gently blew on the steam rising from her coffee and looked at Jiang NanJin. "You know, Jiang NanJin, I never thought I would find you in a place like this. You always seem so calm and distant, but actually, your heart is filled with a passion for literature and art."
Jiang NanJin A slight smile played on his lips, his eyes revealing a hint of playfulness: "You finally noticed? In truth, everyone has a world inside them that no one else knows about. I like it here because it makes me feel peaceful and keeps me away from the noisy world outside."
They sat by the window, enjoying the warmth of the coffee and the gentle music. The sunlight outside filtered through the leaves, casting alternating bright and dark patches on their faces. In this moment, it felt as if the entire world had come to a standstill, leaving only the two of them to savor the rare tranquility and peace in this small literary world.
Jiang NanJin took a sip of coffee, his eyes revealing a hint of contemplation. "Bai Huaiyu, what are your thoughts on literature?"
Bai Huaiyu pondered for a moment before responding, "I believe literature is like a mirror; it reflects the deepest emotions and thoughts of humanity."
Jiang NanJin nodded and said, "Indeed, literature has such power. It can reach deep into the soul and evoke resonance in people."
Their conversation gradually deepened, extending from the topic of literature to art, life, and even philosophy. Bai Huaiyu was captivated by Jiang NanJin's profound insights on these subjects, and she began to appreciate this extraordinary comic artist even more.
"Do you know?" Jiang NanJin suddenly said, a hint of amusement in his eyes. "I've noticed that you look a bit dazed, but actually, you have a lot on your mind."
Bai Huaiyu's face flushed with a shy smile. "I'm just someone who loves to daydream; maybe I think too much sometimes."
Jiang NanJin seemed to want to say something, but ultimately remained silent. His gaze lingered on Bai Huaiyu for a moment before returning to the street view outside the window.
The afternoon passed quietly, and the atmosphere in the café became increasingly relaxed. In their conversation, they were occasionally drawn to the surrounding books, getting up to browse the shelves and select books that piqued their interest.
As the day turned to dusk, they concluded their pleasant conversation and stepped out of the café. The streetlights had come on, and people hurried by. Bai Huaiyu was on her way home, her mind filled with countless thoughts. She reflected on her dialogue with Jiang NanJin, feeling a profound emotional resonance she had never experienced before. She understood that Jiang NanJin was not just a talented comic artist but also a deep thinker.
Meanwhile, Jiang NanJin was on his way home, feeling a mix of emotions. His gaze sparkled with admiration for Bai Huaiyu, but there was also an indescribable feeling lingering within him. Bai Huaiyu might be more than just a work partner; her presence transcended their professional relationship, becoming something special.
The lights on the street gradually softened, and the sky was painted a golden hue by the setting sun. Jiang NanJin and Bai Huaiyu walked slowly in the tranquil evening, their conversation shifting to lighter topics.
"By the way, Bai Huaiyu, have you ever played any shooting games?" Jiang NanJin suddenly asked, a playful glint in his eyes.
Bai Huaiyu was slightly taken aback, then showed a hint of curiosity. "No, what is that?"
Jiang NanJin smiled and explained, "It's a type of virtual reality game where players enter a virtual world for gunfights using special equipment. It's very exciting."
Bai Huaiyu seemed a bit hesitant, but curiosity drove him. "Then... shall we give it a try?"
At the corner of a bustling street, Jiang NanJin led Bai Huaiyu to a modern arcade. The interior was dimly lit, adorned with colorful neon lights that created a sci-fi atmosphere. Various gaming machines and virtual reality equipment were neatly arranged, as if inviting them into an entirely new world.
They chose a very popular virtual reality shooting game. Bai Huaiyu put on the helmet and gloves, appearing somewhat anxious and clumsy. Her hands trembled continuously, and her face showed a mix of anticipation and nervousness.
As soon as the game started, Bai Huaiyu was completely at a loss. She awkwardly swung the virtual firearm in her hands, with her shots veering far off target. Each time she aimed, it seemed incredibly difficult, and she nearly shot her own virtual character several times.
Jiang NanJin watched from the side and couldn't help but burst into laughter. "Bai Huaiyu, are you playing a game or just making things difficult for yourself? Your shooting style is practically helping the enemy."
Hearing Jiang NanJin's words, Bai Huaiyu showed a shy and embarrassed smile. "I... I know I'm not very good, but I'm trying to learn."
Just as she was trying to adjust her shooting stance, a virtual enemy suddenly jumped out from the screen, causing Bai Huaiyu to scream in fright. Her reaction was so intense that she accidentally tripped over a nearby cable, lost her balance, and fell forward right into Jiang NanJin's arms.
The scene unfolded too suddenly for both of them to react. Bai Huaiyu's face turned bright red as she quickly scrambled up from Jiang NanJin's embrace, flustered as she apologized, "I'm... I'm sorry, I didn't... I didn't notice."
Jiang NanJin looked at Bai Huaiyu's flustered expression, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes before he quickly regained his composure. "It's alright, it seems you are not very familiar with this kind of game."
Bai Huaiyu shyly lowered her head, her heart racing unusually fast, unsure of what to do. Meanwhile, Jiang NanJin maintained his lazy and indifferent demeanor, yet a trace of tenderness unconsciously revealed itself in his eyes.
The atmosphere between them became subtle and ambiguous, as if their emotions were stirred by this unexpected contact. Amidst the awkwardness lay a hint of youthful innocence; in that moment, their hearts seemed closer than ever before.
The noise of the arcade gradually faded behind them, and the city at night appeared to have transformed, with soft and enchanting lights. Bai Huaiyu and Jiang NanJin walked together on the tranquil street, surrounded by the gentle night breeze and twinkling lights, adding a touch of mystery and romance to the evening.
Bai Huaiyu's mood seemed to soften with the nightfall. She gently leaned closer to Jiang NanJin, feeling the unique aura he exuded. The coldness and aloofness that surrounded Jiang NanJin transformed at that moment into an indescribable allure, drawing her in without her realizing it.
However, Jiang NanJin appeared oblivious to Bai Huaiyu's subtle feelings. He maintained his lazy and indifferent demeanor, walking slowly with his hands in his pockets, his gaze deep and distant. Yet, in a fleeting glance he cast towards Bai Huaiyu, one could catch a hint of unnoticeable concern and wavering.
"Bai Huaiyu, the moonlight is truly beautiful tonight," she said softly, her eyes filled with appreciation for the night.
Jiang NanJin turned his head to look at the sky, where the moon hung in the night, casting a gentle glow. He replied lightly, "Yes, but I'm more curious about why you are so excited than about the moon."
Bai Huaiyu smiled awkwardly, "Maybe it's because I can walk with you on a night like this."
Hearing this, Jiang NanJin's lips curled slightly, revealing a barely noticeable smile. He didn't say anything more; he simply walked gently beside Bai Huaiyu, letting the night breeze brush against their faces.
On such a night, the lighting and the subtle atmosphere between the two people seem to be hinting at something. The distance between them appears to have become closer in this moment, yet it maintains a kind of ambiguous distance. This feeling is both sweet and anticipatory, like an unfinished love song, with a melodious tune that leaves endless room for imagination.
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