C51 I Just Don't Want You to Touch It

The night was hazy, and a bright moon hung high in the sky, bright as jade. The cool evening wind carried a trace of coldness through the mottled window frame, causing the faint candle flame in the room to sway.

Gu Qianqian laid flat on the bed, full of worry. She looked out of the window with a complicated gaze and said to herself, "Hanming