The wind chime swayed gently in the breeze, producing a pleasant sound.
It brushed over the pond, causing the water to stir like shaking gauze, while a kingfisher pecked lightly at the surface, sending ripples scattering all around.
Ji Nanjue's eyes stared blankly at Su Bei, silent. Her stunningly beautiful face, once a portrait of composure, now betrayed her as she bit her lower lip.
Su Bei knew he was at fault; his words were shameless, but at the very least, he couldn't betray his own heart.
Both... He could even imagine the scene.
A man standing in the center of the bed with his arms akimbo, glaring at them wickedly, a cold smirk on his face as he said, "You, Key Smoke, and you, Nan Ji, from now on, we'll each go our separate ways..."
"Do you hear me?"
...
The corner of his mouth curved into a meaningful arc before he quickly came to his senses, suppressing the chaotic thoughts that crossed his mind.
