Indeed, what does she want in the end?
Wen Xian's gaze gradually cleared from its haziness, her lips panting slightly. When she spoke again, she looked away with a raspy voice, "I have a flight tomorrow night, back to Shanghai."
Lu Xiao's body suddenly stiffened.
Wen Xian: "You know the Green Hotel, right? Room 1425. Tonight is my last night in Qinghai."
Lu Xiao: "..."
He stared at her again, his face revealing no emotions, but his whole demeanor seemed frozen in place.
Wen Xian felt a tingling on her scalp under his intense gaze, but she still whispered, "Lu Xiao, I'll wait for you tonight."
Having said that, regardless of what he was thinking at the moment, she gave him a glance, pushed his arms apart, and left him.
After her departure, Lu Xiao remained motionless, his one hand still pressed against the wall. He didn't move for a long time until he slowly withdrew his hand and clenched it tightly.
Wen Xian was gone.
