Light and shadow flickering, cold wind blowing.
A car stops in front of him.
Tang Si slowly lifts his gaze.
The moment Song Yi opens the car door, Tang Si is completely stunned, not expecting to meet her here.
Before he has time to speak, the woman is already standing in front of him: "What are you doing here?"
"Here on a mission?" Song Yi asks very calmly.
Her eyes, having cried, are somewhat red.
Tang Si's gaze falls on her face, he furrows his brows tightly, and slowly moves down to see her bandaged hand.
His voice is deep and hoarse: "What happened to your hand?"
He reaches out to touch her hand, but Song Yi dodges.
Tang Si's hand halts in mid-air, looking at her face somewhat bewildered and at a loss.
Song Yi's fox-like eyes fix steadily on him, without saying a word, just staring.
Tang Si's hand in the air slightly moves, and then he retracts it.
A mix of emotions intertwines inside him.
His once nimble mind now seems unable to turn, blank and sluggish.
