The intense gaze in that single moment felt like eternity for Chen Sixuan. No matter how realistic a portrait could be, one's gaze could never be fully captured. When she truly saw the hollow and lifeless eyes of Ji Dong, her breath halted instantly. Her heart tightened, as if it was being clutched by a powerful hand, as though her whole body's blood flow was paused in that moment.
Is this, the same Ji Dong I know? Is this still him? Even though Chen Sixuan had mentally prepared herself before coming here, at this moment, she could barely contain her emotions. A remarkable man, persistent, determined, assertive, and energetic, had turned into this, resembling a walking corpse. She found it hard to accept, she could not imagine the intense pain Ji Dong had to endure to be in this state.
