In the dim light, Yinuo hung his head, gently swinging the wine glass in his hand.
Perhaps due to long-term surgery, his fingers were exceptionally slender, strong, unlike ordinary people.
I don't know when, but the Yinuo in my eyes has become different from before.
"Sorry!"
"Hmm?"
I took a small sip of wine and looked at him.
"Were my words just now hurtful?"
The small wooden tea table had a glass cup on it, with a round candlelight in the cup. The table was so small that our foreheads could touch as long as we slightly leaned forward.
I could see the stars in his eyes clearly.
This was the first time I looked at him this closely.
His eyes were beautiful, narrow, and bright.
"No!"
I vehemently denied.
How could I show my vulnerability before my arch-enemy?
"So why do you keep ignoring me?"
"Yinuo, it's not the first or second day that I've been ignoreing you, it's been over ten years. Are you just realizing it now?"
