The memo was very short.
Su Shijun didn't take long to read it.
Yet those mere ten seconds gave Zheng Qing a strong sense of sudden weightlessness, as if he was walking on a path, only to step into thin air and fall straight off a cliff; it also felt like diving into a bottomless ocean, a cold and dark sensation overwhelmed him instantly.
The young wizard's expression was stiff, awkwardly curling his toes inside his shoes, wishing desperately for the first time that he possessed some advanced magic that could make him blend into the air and vanish.
Just a few minutes ago, his conversation with Su Shijun included topics such as 'children', 'dad', 'man of the house', which stirred emotions and excitement. But a few minutes later, she captured a green paper crane.
This bizarre situation gave the young wizard a misplaced feeling of being caught in a compromising position.
"Great."
