Pulse Game in the Bathroom

Ji Linyuan and Celeste Hawthorn were siblings by name, not by blood. Since childhood, Xiaotang had harbored a pathological possessiveness toward Linyuan, unable to stand seeing any girl get close to him. Linyuan knew this all too well, yet he always indulged her. That evening, when Xiaotang once again saw Linyuan exchange a few extra words with a senior girl at the dinner table, her jealousy flared more intensely than ever before. She didn’t throw a fit or make a scene. She simply locked herself inside the bathroom. Linyuan stood outside the door, listening to the sound of running water, his long, knuckled fingers resting quietly on the handle.