C1481 What Should Come will Come

The leaves are colorful, the autumn air is cool.

Jian Yan stood by the floor-to-ceiling window of the office building and looked down at the ant-like pedestrians downstairs. The traffic was like a matchbox.

"What are you thinking about?"

Chung Huan walked over and hugged her from behind.

Chung Huan saw her stiff face reflected on the clean window.

He gently brushed the hair by her ear