C191 Chapter 191

Her smile looked worse than crying.

Tangye saw it, his eyes turning red, and he sank into the chair, drained.

The two of them were like drifters crossing a desert alone—so long as they didn’t get too close, they could still keep up the illusion of peace.

It was as if he had two selves: one that hated what he’d become, and another that couldn’t stop lashing out at Nuochu