But she couldn't lift her head, feeling as if it weighed a thousand pounds...
Ruan Tianling stood at the doorway, thinking he could maintain an indifferent composure.
However, upon catching sight of her, his eyes inevitably trembled for a moment.
Jian Yufei knew he had arrived, she sat up straight, hands resting on the table, but she didn't dare to look at him.
"I thought you would never see me again," Ruan Tianling sat opposite her and spoke coldly.
Jian Yufei gathered the courage to look up—
Instantly, she met his dark, cold eyes.
There wasn't a trace of warmth in his eyes, gone were the deep affection and gentleness of the past.
The sharp, cold glint in his eyes pierced her heart, Jian Yufei's gaze flinched for a moment, then quickly returned to calm.
"You haven't changed at all," she said softly.
Ruan Tianling indeed hadn't changed.
They hadn't shaved his head, nor had he been put in prison garb.
He wore a gray sweater and a black coat, nothing like a convict.