He looked away, trying to focus on the game at hand. But he couldn''t shake off the feeling that he was losing more than just this competition.
"Hey, you''re not going to win this easily," Xu Chaozhang said, her voice softening slightly. "I''ve been preparing for weeks."
Shen Zhiyin snorted. "You think you can beat me? I''m not afraid of you."
Xu Chaozhang raised an eyebrow. "Is that so?" she asked, her voice dripping with doubt.
The two of them continued to play, their competition reaching a fever pitch. But beneath the surface, Shen Zhiyin was losing himself in the game, and it wasn''t just about winning or losing.
He was lost in the depths of Xu Chaozhang''s eyes, and he couldn''t find his way back out.