The moonlight spilled down, casting its glow on the man's silver robe. Beneath the moonlight, he was so noble that people dared not look directly at him, as if he were a true aristocrat.
Mu Ruyue's heart suddenly stirred, this man always radiated a familiar aura.
Especially the way he looked at her, it inadvertently caused her heart to ache…
The man gave her one final look, then turned and disappeared into the moonlight.
Even though he had left, the room still retained the warmth he had left behind…
"Who exactly are you?"
Why did he feel so familiar…
However, the feeling he gave her was different from that of Wuchen, Wuchen was charming yet warm, and just by standing beside her, she felt comforted, but this man seemed dangerous…
Her fingers gently brushed over her thin lips, where the remnants of the man's presence lingered.
Perhaps, she would eventually find out this man's identity.
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