Lifted the thin quilt, laying down and pulling her into his embrace, his lips curved gently, a sigh mingling with helplessness, "Watching you with my own eyes, only then can I find some peace."
Clearly, she was right in front of him, yet there was always a sense of panic that she might slip away.
Only by holding her could that elusive unease slightly lessen.
Nan Wan didn't favor glaring lights, usually only turning on a small wall lamp, enough for illumination, but tonight, all the lights in the bedroom were on, including the crystal ceiling light.
The bright lights created a world starkly different from the boundless night outside the window.
Every word the man spoke was coated with sweetness, yet why... the sweeter it was, the more it hurt?
Her heart seemed stung by thousands of bees, the pain gradually spreading, engulfing her whole heart, yet she merely smiled indifferently, "I promised to wait for you, I won't go anywhere before you come out."
