He walked in and closed the door. He crossed his arms as he watched the woman sprawled on the bed. Was she waiting for him? He watched for a long time, and in that time, her silhouette was not within his sight. The look in his eyes was so dark and profound that he couldn't tell whose memory had been imprinted in it.
He turned around and walked into the bathroom.
Xia Ruoxin woke up, still groggy from sleep. She heard the sound of water and felt something familiar yet strange in the air. It was a calm, faint smell of cologne. She turned around and heard the sound of water coming from the bathroom. He had returned. But she was clueless as to how she should face him.
She wanted to see him and yet she was afraid to.
