Seeing Cheng Qiaobei in the video, everything she encountered during the day was soothed by his smile and tenderness.
"Are you tired?" she asked.
Cheng Qiaobei seemed to have just returned to the hotel. He spoke while unbuttoning his collar with one hand. The collar slightly parted, and his refined collarbone was faintly visible, creating a unique aesthetic that made it the most attractive part of his upper body apart from the Adam's apple.
"Talking with them wasn't really tiring. What is truly exhausting are those projects that require ten days or half a month of grinding." Cheng Qiaobei grabbed a bottle of mineral water from the fridge, twisted off the cap, and downed most of it.
Listening to the sound of his swallowing across the screen, her auditory nerves inexplicably felt as if brushed by a feather, and a shiver unintentionally ran through her.
That night, in the cloakroom, she had heard the same swallowing sound.