Shi Nian blinked, and before she could react, he had leaned forward and brought his face close to her. Shi Nian was taken aback. There was a clear reflection of her own face within his pair of dark eyes. Dirty and bloody, marred with bruises and soil, very unsightly to see.
"Because we are the same."
The answer stunned her. What…did he mean by that?
General Jiang didn't seem like he was going to explain further as he lifted his head again. Then, under her confused eyes, he stretched out his hand to her with his palm up.
"Here." He laughed jovially. "Why don't you try growing a flower on my hand?"
***
Shi Nian's lips quirked up when she remembered his absurd request.
Her fingers unknowingly tapped on the elevator wall, but nothing happened like before.
