Before she could dwell on the memory, Gu Minxing’s low, gentle voice pulled her back. “Still practicing?” His eyes were fixed on Lin Shanshan, his focus absolute. Lin Shanshan was dressed in modal cotton practice clothes, her top soaked through with sweat and clinging to her skin. Her complexion was fair—not as porcelain as Lin Ruan’s, but still dazzling in its own way. Her hair was pulled back in