All he could see was indifference, endless indifference.
He was inherently a cold-blooded, emotionless person, the temperature he was most accustomed to was icy cold.
But at this moment, Mo Lan's indifference had left him frostbitten.
The cold she delivered to him—damn it, it was simply unbearable!
Mo Lan turned back and continued to walk away. He wanted to call her back, opened his mouth, but nothing came out.
"Damn it, damn it!" Qi Ruigang cursed fiercely, consumed by anger.
He hated this feeling, this easily being affected by others, this loss of control over his emotions.
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Jian Yufei slowly opened her eyes and woke up, only to see Ruan Tianling sleeping beside her.
He didn't seem to be sleeping peacefully, his brow furrowed tightly, visibly restless.
He didn't have a blanket covering him. Jian Yufei wanted to share hers with him, but as soon as she moved slightly, he woke up with a jolt.
"Yufei, you're awake!" Seeing her awake, he broke into an excited smile.
