At the feel of the soft, cold and moist touch on her lips, instantly, she widened her eyes in shock. Her whole body was paralyzed as all she could do was to straighten her back stiffly so that she didn't slip off to the ground.
In front of her eyes, Yu Jian's face was magnified indefinitely. His eyelids were shut and his eyelashes quivered like a startled butterfly. She could trace the line of his perfect eyelids, and the faint scar that was almost indiscernible on the corner of his eyebrows.
And then, his eyes slowly opened.
The darkness within it reminded her of the night sky aftermath a snow storm, it was bewitching, enticing, like a water siren that called with their whistling, soul-sucking voice. It looked tranquil at one glance, but beneath it laid a wreckage that threatened to swallow the whole world down.
