Chapter 59
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When Jiang Li's fingers brushed against the multiple gland patches on his skin, he froze completely. His breath caught in his throat as his movements stilled, and his eyes slowly widened as he lifted his gaze toward Shen Yu. For a brief second, his mind felt empty, unable to process what he was seeing, but then realization began to settle in, slow and heavy, like something sinking beneath water.
The only person who could have done this… was Shen Yu.
But why?
The question echoed in his mind again and again, circling without end, refusing to settle into a clear answer. It repeated itself like a quiet mantra, growing louder the longer he stood there. His thoughts tangled together until they became suffocating, pressing against his chest, making it harder to breathe.
Only after taking a slow, steady breath did he manage to calm himself enough to think of asking.
