The young man did not turn around.
He stood there quietly, a tall and ethereal figure with an air of otherworldliness, as if he would ascend and disappear at the next moment.
Shen You'an quickly stepped forward, moving in front of him.
Forcing her way into his line of sight, she finally compelled him to end his daze, his indifferent gaze lazily landing on her face.
In that instant, Shen You'an sensitively perceived that the boy with the emotionless eyes was his true self.
But soon, gentle waves appeared in his eyes, as if an invisible hand pulled him down from the cold, solitary clouds into the warmth of the mortal world.
It was Liu Runxi, the one she was familiar with, infinitely gentle and tolerant towards her.
But soon, in the next second when their eyes met, the air suddenly froze.
The young man's eyes, usually calm and deep, capable of penetrating the essence of time and space, trembled violently the moment they met her gaze.
