Ning Xi pushed the door and went inside.
The room had a simple design. A black coffee table was in the middle with a U-shaped calf leather sofa surrounding it. Opposite it was a semi-closed European-style railing from which one could take in all of the clamor and bustle below.
The room was exceptionally clean and not as messy as she expected.
While the environment outside was noisy, this room felt isolated, providing her with an intense feeling of loneliness.
What attracted her was the man on the sofa.
Ning Xi felt every single sound pass by her ear when she saw the person. The bright lights around her turned dim as well.
In her eyes, in her whole world, there was only one light left; only this person in front of her was left.
