C290 All That's Left Is Disappointment

I stayed where I was for a moment, unable to bear the weight of the alcohol on my head, so I braced myself and walked up.

Following the sound of my footsteps, Lee Chun temporarily withdrew himself from the intoxication of alcohol. He raised his head and looked like an overpainted watercolor painting. He narrowed his eyes and opened them again. He looked at me steadily again