He Likes Kissing Her Ear

Jiang Junlin looked at him coldly, silence was his response. Ji Chi sneered, "Jiang Junlin, in the seven days I waited for you, it was the darkest seven days of my life. You will never know what I've been through!"

His eyes were slightly red, and he walked away in big strides. Thick layers of snow had accumulated outside, making this ancient city especially beautiful on snowy days, with a unique and ethereal quality.

There was a dense pain in Ji Chi's heart.

He couldn't let go of a certain memory and the accompanying suffering, buried deep inside him like an old scar. After their reunion, he and Jiang Junlin had an unspoken understanding and never brought it up. But the old wounds, accumulated over the years, always throbbed in secret.

Ji Chi laughed. No matter how deep the cracks, he had become accustomed to smiling past them. No one could see the scars of the past on him anymore.