When they met again, Li Zening caught a glimpse of Lin Jikong's fallen fingers, and his eyes suddenly darkened.
Looking at Li Zening's leaving figure, Lin Ji touched the old silver ring around his neck and suddenly felt a little dazed.
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Li Zening drunkenly fell into Lin Ji's arms. Even in the bright bar lights, the scarlet color in his eyes could still be clearly seen.
"Lin Ji, can you look at me again?"
"... What about you? Why didn't you look at me back then?"
Intention: The road is long, but there is always a dim light for you