en swirling in Ning Shu's mind.Like chewing gum, it just won't come off....to the point that when Ning Wan called his name, Ning Shu didn't even react.The woman stared at him and asked, “What’s wrong”... the studio....The garment still seemed to hold a faint scent of laundry detergent, something Qi Jun had smelled on people before. Though it had been washed, even the smell of youth was absent from i...