In such darkness, anyone would find their eyes momentarily unadapted. If she hadn't had similar experiences before, she probably wouldn't be able to see in such a short time. But in this darkness, Huangfu Huazhang came calmly and composedly, his steps as graceful as ever.
Shi Nian saw him and stood still, abandoning any idea of escape.
Only going towards him.
Yet her subtle reaction in such darkness appeared clearly in his eyes as if metallic.
He walked up to her, looking down, their eyes flickering with strange radiance in the darkness as they gazed at each other.
He smiled, reached out to caress her cheek.
She closed her eyes, not dodging.
The pattern of his palm gently rubbed her cheek. Those intricate, uneven lines seemed to be engraved with the traces of time, silently awakening hidden memories.
Taking deep breaths, deeper and deeper. Shi Nian raised her head in the darkness to find his eyes: "Sir, it's really you."
