But it was only for a moment.
The young girl was calm as usual but her heart was filled with guilt. "I'm sorry."
Shi Sui stared at her quietly for a long time.
"I'll wait for you." Those four words were his promise to her.
The tip of Xiang Yi's nose was sore, and she tried to force herself to smile. "Is there anything you want to eat? You can give me a list of dishes."
The wind blew over and two tufts of his hair, which was mostly gathered back, draped in front of him. The gaze in his eyes was heavy, the arc of his peach-blossom-shaped eyes slightly sharp.
It seemed that he was afraid of scaring Xiang Yi as he lowered his long, raven-black eyelashes, covering the unfathomable emotions in the depths of his eyes. He said softly, "I just want you to eat well, sister Yi."
"I will."