Xiao Fanyu stride along the dim hall aimlessly as emotionless eyes swept along each decoration placed along the walls.
A warm sunlight streamed through the glass windows of the corridor to kiss upon that expressionless face. Trying to warm the skin of that youth whose contours seemed frozen in place.
The young man paused in his steps as sight turned towards the window where phoenix eyes stared at the leisure scenery outside.
Mornings in the mansion are always quiet as if bare of any life.
Different from the clamor of the night where servants and those so-called guests would move about.
Peals of laughter could be heard exiting the ballroom in pairs before disappearing behind closed doors.
In this mansion filled with warmth and joy, only he seemed to remain cold and unmoved.
Gazing at the scenery of waving silhouettes outside the window, many thoughts flashed past the young man's face.
