A Thousand Years
編輯: Henyee Translations
How could a criminal and a Chinese soldier know each other? How could they look at each other for a long time? How could they cross this distance of less than ten meters and come close to one another?
They couldn't.
Although they were very close to each other now, there was a huge distance between them. They couldn't acknowledge each other, and they couldn't get intimate.
Once again, Xia Jinyuan shifted his gaze away from his lover's calm face. Xia Jinyuan's heart ached so much that he was about to suffocate because of her kneeling. He slowly released his fists but clenched them tightly once more. This happened a few times. The action was slowly giving him strength and motivation.
Every time he released his clenched fists, he would feel as though the weight on his heart was slowly lifting. When the weight was completely off, he finally felt warmth return to his cold body.