Foggy Fields

"W-what?" Zhao Lifei blinked and shook her head, attempting to wrap her brain around this astounding fact. She always felt as if his face was familiar, but his touch wasn't. There was a hole in her heart and she always sought for something that wasn't here. A part of her yearned for something, but she couldn't place a finger on what it was. 

Jiang Zihui's throat constricted when her eyes darkened to be the color of her hair. He wondered what she was thinking and what her eyes were searching for, bouncing around the room, traveling over his features. What was she looking for? He received his answer when her slender fingers touched upon the ring dangling on her necklace and a flash of understanding passed through him.

"Why did you lie to me?" She didn't sound particularly mad or confused, rather, she didn't sound like anything at all. There was neither accusation nor understanding to her tone. It was just blank, like that of a soulless human.