This feeling is truly terrifying yet mesmerizing, unable to shake it off or discard it, it only tightens with time.
Mo Nanjue thought, perhaps this is what they call love?
He never understood it before, nor had he ever studied it, but when it comes, it just comes, catching you off guard, no matter how powerful you are, you can't avoid it.
What a bother, the man squinted his eyes, but he didn't genuinely find it bothersome, Chen An was right, he plunged headlong into Tong Ran and truly could never climb out again.
Tong Ran bowed her head, her silky hair falling down to cover her pointed chin. Her hands were still clenched tightly, as if she were in a deep lake, releasing her grip would lead to eternal damnation, "When I went in, all I thought about every night with my eyes open was why all of this happened. I just couldn't figure out why it turned out like today. I thought everything was fine, we obviously agreed on everything..."
