Bai Meilin's simplicity, her unguarded sincerity, unraveled something in him with quiet, dangerous ease.
Jiang Yi watched her for a long moment without speaking.His expression remained composed outwardly, calm eyes, controlled posture, the faintest trace of softness at the edge of his features, but inside, something far less controlled shifted with unmistakable force.
She thinks she's ordinary.
The thought was immediate, and wrong…completely wrong.
To me, she is not ordinary in any possible interpretation of the word. She was the only thing in this entire carefully constructed world that did not feel replaceable.The only thing that didn't feel like it could be negotiated, acquired, or eliminated if necessary.
I want to tell her how special she is to me… how rare and beautiful her gentleness is in this world of greed…vanity… and dirtiness. She is the bright light that makes me want to crawl out of my dark world and possess her.
