C77 Unspeakable

After a long time, as if a century had passed, Jin Yanchen's dark eyes slightly deepened, and a trace of determination flashed across his sharp face. Then, as if he had made some sort of decision, he slowly pressed the doorknob, and gently opened the door.

The breeze blew the sky blue gauze curtains, and the moonlight shone through the gaps in the curtains onto Simmons' bed