The past, like smoke, suddenly surged continuously in both of their minds.
Dongfang Jin's profound eyes, from the initial shock to the end, eventually cooled down completely.
In the chill, there was a trace of resentment emerging deep from his heart.
He had never thought to hurt her for his own sake. He had grabbed her then on instinct.
But that kick from her truly wounded him to the core.
That ruthless kick, regardless of whether it intended to take his life, was enough to rob his existence of all sunshine.
"Jin..." Baili Xia was also lost in memories, not snapping back to reality for a long time.
There was so much she wanted to say, she was clearly wronged, yet, she couldn't speak up.
He had already believed that the person who kicked him away was herself, and the person who rescued him recklessly was Xuening.
Then, what else was there left to say?
Should she tell him that he was drunk at that time, his vision blurred, or what else?
