Shangguan Xi looked up at Yan Weichi, unable to believe his own eyes.
He had expected her to come, yet in his heart, he wanted nothing more than for her to stay away. He had spent his days and nights longing for her appearance, yet the moment she actually appeared, he was desperate for her to leave. He even wished that the woman before him was merely a scheme of Qin Xiangru’s, a stranger wearing a mask.
He wanted to voice his longing, yet he wanted to strangle that feeling in his chest. He wanted to pull her into his arms, yet he wanted to push her a thousand miles away. Shangguan Xi had no idea what he truly wanted; his nerves were flooded with conflicting emotions, his flesh and blood torn apart by contradictions.
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