"What?" Kevan asked in confusion.

"Your face—" Larissa's laugh was a little forced.

Kevan immediately understood her meaning and raised his hand to wipe his face.

But when he removed his hand and looked at it, there was nothing there.

"Not there—" Larissa leaned forward and brushed away the smudge on his face with two fingers.

Her fingertips were warm against his skin. Even though the interaction lasted less than two seconds, it still made his body temperature skyrocket.

His blood seemed to have all rushed to his brain, staining the skin above his neck red.

Kevan thanked her again, but his voice was hoarser than it was the first time.

He pulled out two pieces of tissue and handed them to Larissa. "Here, wipe your hands."

Having said that, he straightened his posture and started the car once more.

…

Because they'd left so early, they did not encounter any traffic. The journey from the city center to Starry Mountain had only taken them approximately two hours.

Starry Mountain was a highl