Yisen slightly lowered his head, almost nose to nose with Munni.
Munni could feel his warm breath gently brushing her cheek, like cherry blossoms swirling in the air during their peak season, tenderly touching her face.
Her moist, bright eyes were so clear and transparent that Yisen could even see his reflection inside them.
Years of admiration for him had long made her develop a habit, the habit of staring at him seriously and attentively when she looked at him.
"Munni, I absolutely adore your captivating almond eyes."
The compliment was earnest and careful, imbued with undeniable sincerity and warmth.
The temperature inside the elevator seemed to be rising gradually, Munni’s cheeks slowly turning red, a shyness stirred by his words flickering deep in her eyes.
The elevator reached the fifteenth floor, and the doors slowly opened.
The next moment, they heard an astonished voice, "Oh my, what on earth have I just seen? The world is increasingly shameless, morals are declining!"
The ambiguous atmosphere that initially enveloped the two was instantly disrupted by the startled exclamation from outside the elevator.
Munni and Yisen exchanged an embarrassed glance, Yisen lowered the hand that was resting against the wall and slowly turned to greet their neighbor standing outside the elevator, sixty-year-old Mr. Wang: "Mr. Wang, long time no see."
Mr. Wang adjusted his reading glasses on the bridge of his nose, nodding in realization once he saw who was inside, "Ah, it’s Yisen and Munni."
As Yisen and Munni walked out of the elevator, they asked, "It’s been a while since we visited you and your wife, how have you both been lately?"
Mr. Wang laughed heartily and nodded, "Not bad."
Then suddenly, he restrained his smile and seriously stared at the couple standing opposite him.
"Not to tell you young couple what to do, but if you want to be affectionate, do it at home, it won’t take those few minutes, being all lovey-dovey in a public place isn’t good. Lucky it was me who saw, if other kids had seen it, how embarrassing would that be, right?"
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"Yes, yes, you are right," Yisen nodded humbly.
He quickly changed the subject, asking, "It’s so late, are you going downstairs for something?"
His question reminded Mr. Wang, who nodded, "Ah, right, right, our grandson wrote us a letter, I’m going to check the mailbox."
"Then you go ahead, we won’t keep you."
"Alright, go home and be affectionate."
After saying goodbye to Mr. Wang, Yisen and Munni quickly walked away, feeling a bit embarrassed about being caught by Mr. Wang while being affectionate in the elevator.
When Munni reached her door, she quickly entered the password on the lock and reached for the doorknob, glancing askance at Yisen standing beside her, staring at her eagerly.
"Stop looking, you should go home."
In response to Munni’s order to leave, Yisen seriously questioned, "But... didn’t Mr. Wang tell us young couple to go home and be affectionate?"
Munni pouted and muttered under her breath, "What’s there to be affectionate about with divorced people, not fighting is already a blessing."
Yisen blatantly ignored her deliberate mention of their divorce and shamelessly said, "My dear, I really want to be affectionate with you."