C740 He Is Dead

Deep into the night, the dim light was like beans, and the charcoal stove was out.

The room was quiet. The floor tiles were cold, and the cold air climbed up from Gu Donglee's ankles.

Gu Donglee had always known this, but she had always been avoiding it.

How could Shen Lanzhou touch the Golden Leaf and not burn? It was as if he was the only person she had ever met who was special.

However