Xiao Ruoching simply gazed at Su Bei, an indescribable lump suddenly welling up in her throat, tightening her chest.
Is he trying to cover the sky that hides the unyielding hatred in my heart?
Su Bei's palms were warm, but their heat couldn't reach the icy confines of her heart.
Why was this happening?
It felt as if something was stuck in her throat, causing discomfort.
Yet, beholding the sincerity in Su Bei's eyes—so lucid beneath the moonlight—Xiao Ruoching smiled. Her smile, however, was tinged with bitterness and fraught with emotions she couldn't convey to Su Bei.
Could I trust him once more? Once was a lifetime.
Seeing Xiao Ruoching remain silent, Su Bei reached out his hand again.
In the cold wind's caress, Xiao Ruoching's robes and dark hair danced together. Su Bei gently tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear. This time, she did not shy away, her eyes, brimming with unspeakable tears, fixed on him.
