Su Yun covered her mouth in horror, looking at her with disbelief. The unease and fear that originally gripped her heart strangely calmed down slowly.
"When I was eighteen, he forced me to go out and earn money." As she spoke, Li Xia revealed a rare expression, her eyes seeming to see through the billowing smoke the man she fell hopelessly in love with.
He was so exceptional, so dazzling. The fusion of ice and fire's brilliance—how could anyone bring such extremes together? At that moment, she could hear her frantic heartbeat, as if it would leap out of her chest immediately.
The sound of battlefield artillery couldn't cover up her heart.
After the stalemate of the war and the retreat, he must have seen her hiding in the shadows, that sharp glance sweeping over like starlight, like a steel needle. She knew she would never be able to erase that man from her heart in this lifetime.
