He pondered for a moment and then saw Xiao Qiao dancing the tango with a tall Special Agent. She was wearing a simple tank top and shorts, her voluptuous chest and slender waist presenting an athletic yet powerful beauty. Her long hair fluttered in the wind, each twist and turn exuding endless charm, the bright bonfire dulled by her radiant smile...
Her long hair danced boldly in the sea breeze, just like her, always releasing her allure so brightly, attracting passersby indiscriminately, even though they knew it was intoxicating, people still flocked to it...
Those seemingly passionate emotions were actually just a layer of frost, looking fiery... but feeling icy to the touch...
Wesley turned his gaze away, isolating the window's bonfire and laughter from his world.
Yet, he knew, wherever Xiao Qiao was, peace would elude him.
