"Are you seeing someone, Your Royal Highness?"
A sharp stab pierced through his heart and Wu Jiangfeng cried silent tears. It would be great if he was seeing someone. Being in this one-sided love was just too suffocating.
He was playing with fire. Like a moth to fire, he just wanted to drown himself in those flames despite the irony where the flames should be him. Fire was like a second nature to him. He possessed and controlled them, bending them on his own will yet he couldn't have this one.
An unfortunate development from that traumatic incident that had yet to go away. Xiao Bai had been a fixture in his life for nearly seven years and what? He still suffered from the same twists in his stomach whenever she smiled at him.
It was a miserable life.
