"What happened Xing?"
He gets jolted off from his vivid thoughts, the feeling of the original owner's aura around his soul making him feel the chills of his heartless devouring attitude. Zhong still can't figure out why he gets the original owner's memories... Every Time he sees him his heart gets covered with frosted flakes of ice. The feeling of hatred and brutality surrounds him telling him to be like the original.
Then suddenly he felt the warmth of a soft hand on his face , he looked up at Yu Yan. Her silence indeed seems to be asking the reason for his distraction. He smiled, holding her waist and bringing her down from carriage.
"Nothing, just some memories of sadness haunted me. Shall we dance?"
She smiled and nodded as Zhong took her hands and twirled her into his arms.
They fell in step, letting the rhythm control their movements. All the scenery and people around them dissolved. It was only him and her alone.
