Suri saw that expression appear on Gu Yanxi's face again, many years after the story ended. There was only one person who could make the cold-hearted and almost ascetic Gu Yanxi show such a gentle expression, with a little helplessness, a little nostalgia, and even a little sadness of resignation. The city's dim yellow light, so bright that it was almost luxurious, hit the outline of his graceful face. The interlacing of light and shadow outlined the fatally attractive tenderness...