The girl gently caressed his face, her delicate fingertips lingering, her gaze dark and inscrutable.
"Throwing away your bright future for me... Why bother?"
Shen Zhi froze for a moment, then smiled. He caught the hand on his cheek, savoring its delicate softness as his long lashes drooped.
He asked, his tone unreadable, "Do you know what will ultimately happen to Lin Bao'er?"
He was clearly changing the subject, deliberately talking about something else.
"...I don't want to know." Shen Huoshui pulled her hand free from his tight grip and closed her eyes again.
"Your father must be frantically looking for you right now." Shen Zhi's eyes held a smile, unbothered by her resistance. "But he doesn't dare make it public. Guess why?"
'Of course. It's because the sticky note I so thoughtfully left for him told him exactly that.'
Shen Lang remained silent.
