She sat on her knees, not caring that her long sleeves were hanging on the ground. After staring for a long time, she very slowly took his hand and placed it in her palm.
The man didn't seem surprised, nor did he dodge. He just sat there quietly and let her hold his hand.
"Write your name here." She breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the eyes behind the white satin.
The man was startled for a moment when he heard the words. For a long time, a peaceful smile spread out from his clean but pale face.
This smile made her feel dazed for a moment.
The man raised his cold and slender fingertips and followed the lines on the other person's palm, stroke by stroke, calmly and powerfully.
Finally, two words shining with golden light were engraved on the hand.
Qi Jun.