“Yan Wushi thought that he could look at Shen Qiao’s earnest expression hundreds of times without growing bored. In the past, he’d wanted this man to fall into the pitch-black abyss, to hate and curse the world, but he now adored his warm and gentle heart with that same fervency.”

“Yan Wushi thought that he could look at Shen Qiao’s earnest expression hundreds of times without growing bored. In the past, he’d wanted this man to fall into the pitch-black abyss, to hate and curse the world, but he now adored his warm and gentle heart with that same fervency.”

— Meng Xi Shi