A Sip of Deception

It was probably just Rocco's imagination…

But he had always felt something off about Feilu.

And that feeling only grew stronger now.

The silence between them stretched on, just a little awkward.

To break it, Rocco decided to start with some casual conversation

He hesitated for a moment before he said, "Can I call you Feilu?"

At that, Feilu let out a quiet chuckle, amused. "Of course it's is fine. If it's just the two of us, I hope you won't mind me being a little informal—Rocco."

The way his name rolled off Feilu's tongue, paired with that gentle smile, made Rocco pause for a second.

He blinked his eyes, caught off guard, before quickly shaking his head to clear his thoughts.

Nodding in agreement, he lowered his gaze, trying to cool the slight heat rising in his cheeks.

A soft night breeze brushed against his face.

It wasn't particularly cold, but for some reason, he let out a small cough.