Lu Xing yan sat alone in the empty room, filled with his cold presence. His beard was clean shaved, and his hair was combed back, displaying his broad forehead. He had a pointed nose, heart-shaped lips and a pointed chin that gave his face a triangle shape. His most prominent feature was his eyes, akin to a crouching tiger's.
Wearing pajamas, he leaned back on the chair and stared into the photo frame atop the desk. "Just you wait, I'll soon be back to you," he curved his lips into a faint smile. "After I'm done I'll come and take care of you."
The woman on the photo was laughing without a care in the world. Literally a picture of innocence. She wore a blue T-shirt, black jeans, white shoes and kept her hair tied in a high ponytail. At the bottom of the frame was written the name, "Lu Yan Shu."
Lu Xing yan lost track of time, mesmerized by her smile. He couldn't take his eyes from it.
