Wen Ruan's heart tightened when she saw that Huo Hannian did not say anything and only stared at her with his dark eyes.
She slowly got up and walked up to him.
Her fair little hand gently held his hand.
Huo Hannian looked at her slender fingers and pursed his thin lips.
Her fingertips were cold, as if they had been soaked in snow in winter.
As long as he moved slightly, he would be able to hold her hand.
He gave her enough warmth.
But he couldn't!
He closed his bloodshot eyes and pulled his finger back from her hand expressionlessly.
Wen Ruan's heart sank as he watched the two of them gradually separate their hands.
All of his courage and perseverance turned into bubbles in an instant!
She lowered her thick and long eyelashes. After a moment of silence, she raised her head to look at him.
The deer's eyes were as still as a pool of stagnant water. There was no sadness or hysteria, only calmness.
"Look into my eyes and say it again!"