The smile on the young lady's face was the same as the first time she saw him.
It was like a soldering iron that was deeply engraved in Quan Jue's soul. One that could never be erased.
Quan Jue slammed the window shut.
He could hear the cage in his heart collapse. That trapped beast had come out.
Initially, he thought that she had already left. He didn't expect her to still smile so brightly at him after he had gone so overboard with his words.
"Jiaojiao, this is your choice." A low voice escaped from his thin lips, and a look of determination flashed across the youngster's dark eyes. He turned around and walked out of the kitchen speedily.
Standing under the streetlamp, Chi Jiao's lips curled downwards when the kitchen window was slammed shut.
She was still worried about Quan Jue and wanted to know what was wrong with his leg. After hesitating for a moment, she decided to look for him.
