The moment she touched Shen Nie's hand, she was startled because... his hand was truly cold,
Cutting starkly against the warm and gentle aura emanating from him.
He looked like a piece of exquisitely carved jade, but felt like a chunk of ice in touch.
Just a slight contact, and Shen Nie quickly pulled his hand back, "Is it too cold for you?"
He was so careful with her, even a handshake seemed too icy for her fragile warmth.
The remorse welled up in Ming Mei's heart. Shen Nie seldom spoke, but each of his words, each of his gazes made her feel that she owed him, that she had let him down a great deal.
Ming Mei bit her lip: "You should go, he is coming."
If Shen Nie could evade Kang Chen and come here, then Kang Chen would surely find this place soon. He should be the one to run with the time he got.
A hazy smile touched Shen Nie's pale face, "Will you come with me? I can take you away."
