Feng Wuya didn't speak again.
In the room, it was very quiet, so quiet that even the sound of a needle falling to the ground could almost be heard clearly.
After being lost in thought for quite a while, Long Xinghe started eating pastries again.
Even the slight sound of chewing became exceptionally clear.
But she was still eating, concentrating solely on eating, as if everything Feng Wuya had said had nothing to do with her.
Or perhaps, it was because she couldn't hear.
If she truly could not hear anything, that would be for the best, at least she was living in her own world, in peace.
Without the need to listen to those comforting lies every day...
Outside, suddenly a burst of footsteps could be heard, and Tie Xin's voice rang out, "Prince!"
It was urgent.
Feng Wuya took a deep breath, regulated his breathing, and then stood up.
Long Xinghe was still quietly eating, still with her back to him.
