Two months ago, at Saint Dili Welfare Institute.
Ji Minghuan and Kong Youling huddled in the corner of the computer room, sharing an old antique keyboard from who knows where, playing the two-player mini-game "Fireboy and Watergirl."
Their shoulders squeezed together, arms pressed against each other. The two small faces in front of the screen were very focused, eyes shining brightly.
While passing a small level, Ji Minghuan deliberately messed around, moving the little fireboy off the switch, causing the ice boy controlled by Kong Youling to fall into the molten lava.
He giggled beside her.
The white-haired girl shot him a glance and gently bumped his shoulder with her head.
Just this one unconscious touch brought Ji Minghuan into a completely unfamiliar world that belonged only to him.
Ji Minghuan had never imagined that the shape of his mental world would be a library.
