The moment I get in the car, I’m wrapped in that familiar pheromone scent.

Maybe it’s the alcohol talking, but I let myself indulge in it a little for once.

“Do you remember what day it is today?” Lin Yuji suddenly asks out of the blue.

Thinking he’s just checking if I’m still with it, I pause, then say, “Yingxun’s birthday.”

The second the words leave my mouth, that faint pheromone in the air turns sharp and intense.

It hits me like a jolt, and my body stiffens.

Is he trying to rub it in about his “white moonlight” coming back today?

I’m about to ask, but then I catch Lin Yuji turning slightly away, clearly signaling he’s done talking.

A pang hits my chest, and out of nowhere, that reminder message from earlier flashes in my mind.

Today, actually, is also the second anniversary of me and Lin Yuji’s marriage.

If you count it from this very moment, that is.