The living room was very quiet, with no main lights turned on, only a lamp on the wall casting a dim glow. Shi Che was sitting on the sofa, his face slightly downturned, the light illuminating one side of his face while the other was shrouded in darkness.
For some reason, this quietness made her heart palpitate unconsciously, so much so that her footsteps subconsciously halted, and she dared not move forward.
Shi Che seemed to sense her gaze and suddenly looked up at her.
To this day, she could still clearly remember the look in his eyes at that time, fierce, harsh, like a cruel beast, emanating a sinister light as if ready to pounce and bite through your throat in the next second.
At that moment, she broke out into a cold sweat all over her body, even though she had just taken a bath, but there was still a thin layer of sweat on her back. The breeze blew, causing a chill to invade, making her shiver uncontrollably.
