A long scar stretched across Yu Longting's brow bone.
The scar followed his brow bone, cutting across his eye and extending to his cheek.
The position on his cheek was particularly deep, revealing the stark white bone.
This wound... seems to have injured him from below... to above...
"Yu Longting, can I ask you a favor?" I didn't wait for his response; a kiss had already landed on the scar on his brow bone, and my fingers touched his Adam's apple.
Yu Longting's Adam's apple moved uncomfortably up and down, his voice stiff and unnatural, "As long as I can do it."
As long as I can do it, will he do it for me?
"Don't push me away, Yu Longting, I miss you so much, every moment I'm thinking of you." My bruised knee was bent on his thigh, holding his face gently, kissing along the scar downwards, "Is it because of this scar that you wear the mask?"
