Huo Yunjiao was still wearing blood-stained pajamas, his hands resting on the railing in front of the window, his sleeves casually rolled up to reveal his clearly defined forearms.
Hearing the noise behind him, he slowly turned around.
Qin Ruan watched intently as the man turned to face her.
His thin lips curled into a faint smile, his affectionate peach blossom eyes slightly narrowed, and his eyes, vast like the ocean, seemed bottomless. His handsome facial features were soft and strikingly memorable.
Yet, his handsome face was far too pale, accentuating a delicate beauty of illness.
Upon seeing Qin Ruan standing at the door, a gentle, affectionate smile appeared in Huo Yunjiao's eyes.
He lifted his arm and waved to Qin Ruan, "The sun has just risen, come watch the sunrise with me."
His voice was gentle, mixed with a faint nasal tone.
Qin Ruan's feet moved uncontrollably as she walked into the room toward the man standing by the window.