After hanging up the phone, the man walked into the middle of the dormitory and sat on the bed where the petite woman had been sitting earlier today. He picked up the bowl of ginger soup she drank from, only to find that the brown sugar and ginger soup wasn't finished. The man, mesmerized, took a sip from the exact spot where she had, his world momentarily dazed, his heart pounding intensely.
His face darkened with a cold expression, though his handsome features still carried a hint of frustration.
"Can you get a grip on yourself whenever you think about her?"
After what seemed like forever, he finally stood up and walked away.
