Late at night at Jin garden:
Si Yehan stared at the girl tucked in bed. The gentleness in his eyes was tossed about by the wind and rain.
The scene at the bar kept replaying in his mind…
The girl was forced to her limit and fought, not knowing she was exhausted.
That numb, cold little face…
She became so calm the moment she saw him…
It was as if a sharp claw was gripping the softest part of his heart; Si Yehan felt a suffocating pain…
At the same time, in another villa in Imperial City:
Si Xia sat in front of the computer screen in a daze.
One set of images after another appeared on the screen.
Gun and fresh flowers…
Strawberry cake and almond cake…
Smoke from chimneys spiraling upwards and a galaxy of stars…
The images repeated themselves over and over again on the screen.
Suddenly, a special reminder rang out.
