An Jin's uneasy and evasive gaze cooled off all his impulses like a bucket of cold water, chilling him to the bone.
All the excitement faded away, leaving only calmness behind.
He couldn't just impulsively reveal everything like this.
His current power wasn't strong enough yet to make sure he could keep Gu Jin by his side if she didn't accept his feelings after he made them known.
Without absolute certainty, he must not easily utter the word "like."
This feeling, he couldn't afford any changes nor allow any mistakes.
Without the most foolproof plan, he would definitely keep his mouth shut.
Leaning against the door, An Mingji wiped his face with his hand and let out a deep breath.
There's no rush, he couldn't rush; he must approach it gradually.
Ever since he realized his feelings for An Jin, he noticed that she was very insensitive when it came to emotions.
Clearly so experienced in her conduct, yet her emotions were like a blank sheet of paper, even more so than him.
