The room fell into silence once more, but after a few minutes, Gu Jingxin finally took his long strides toward the door. His elegant fingers reached out and twisted the doorknob open.
The man's handsome face was steeped in an icy indifference, like the chill of an iceberg. His hands were buried in his pockets as his deep, unfathomable gaze swept over Zhou Xingyan with no warmth whatsoever. Along with his presence, the room was suffused with the acrid smell of smoke, choking the petite woman to the point that she nearly suffocated.
Gu Jingxin's graceful fingers subtly adjusted the gap in the door, sealing the smoke inside the room. Even though he had decided to let her go, he couldn't deny the fact that he still cared for her, worried about her, loved her, and couldn't bear to part with her. The thought made the corners of his lips tighten, stirring an agonizing pain deep within his heart.
"..."
