At that moment, he gazed slightly downward at her with the corners of his eyes raised, carrying a hint of chilly aloofness.
Behind him was the ink-colored night sky, a lantern hanging high above, and the flying eaves of an ancient-style roof, the whole scene frozen together as if it were a beautifully classical photograph.
Su Yan's large eyes twinkled, and she seemed somewhat enchanted by the sight.
With such beauty before her, she forgot her dislike of him and all other grievances.
"Can you not go ahead for now?" she said softly.
Chu Yuxiao watched her silently, without saying a word.
Su Yan bit her lip, mustered her courage, and stepped forward to grasp his sleeve, bowing her head slightly and whispering, "Don't go ahead."
Chu Yuxiao glanced down at his sleeve that she was holding, his eyes flickering slightly.
"Why?" he asked, waiting for her reason.
If her reason were sufficient, then, he might consider her suggestion...
Why?