Hua Yunliang's gaze lacked any sort of focus, as if in this noisy city, he had gradually become numb, tainted, exaggerated, and illusory, like in a dream!
He suddenly felt bewildered and sad, "You've seen her, haven't you?"
He abruptly turned his head to look at Bei Lingfeng, so certain, yet his eyebrows tightly knitted, as if he were very urgent!
But what he saw was a cold, hard profile, like an ice ridge under the moonlight, reflecting a ghastly white glow!
Bei Lingfeng didn't even answer, still so calm, so composed, his face as expressionless as if he had facial paralysis, showing almost no flaw, no undulation, Hua Yunliang found it unbelievable! Really too unbelievable!
So... what did this actually mean, that he had gone to see her, or that he had not gone to see her at all?
