Su Xuanye immediately turned around and saw Su Tingxue's ghost.
She was standing less than a meter away from him, close enough to reach out. Su Xuanye reached out his right hand to touch her, but his hand passed through her cheek.
"Ah!" Realizing that the person in front of him was only a ghost without a physical body, Su Xuanye suddenly came to a realization.
Su Xuanye stared at his finger and then at the woman in front of him. He shook his head in disappointment. "I actually forgot that you were long gone."
Su Tingxue's eyes looked sullen. When she saw Su Xuanye's sad look, she couldn't tell if this man was pretending or sincerely feeling sorry for her.
Thinking back to the anguish of being imprisoned in the Black Dome for the past six hundred years, she immediately regained her rationality.
This man was heartless.
"Su Xuanye, there's no one else here. Why are you putting on an act?"
