His deep-set eyes were like underwater whirlpools, emitting an oppressive glow, concealed behind the swirling smoke...
Beiming Han stopped lingering outside Gu Qingxin's home because he was afraid he wouldn't be able to resist hurting her again...
As time passed, he noticed his possessiveness towards Gu Qingxin was growing stronger...
So strong that even he was slightly afraid. He feared that his intensity might suffocate her, make her feel repulsed, frightened, and abnormal, which might eventually push her further away from him...
Extinguishing the cigarette in an ashtray, Huangfu Ye, who was sitting opposite him, couldn't help but marvel inside...
Indeed, only Beiming Han was able to make the act of smoking look so enticing...
"Brother Han, you seem distracted again," Huangfu Ye asked, leaning in.
Beiming Han glanced at him and asked, "Have you applied the medicine on your wounds?"