C724 Unintentional 1

Xuan sat outside the castle.

As he neared the gate, he suddenly called for the driver to stop.

He wanted to lean against the wall and smoke.

It was just that he wanted to smoke. It was a very simple thought.

The hand holding the cigarette trembled a little, and his eyelids narrowed as a fine light shone through the treetops onto the dark circles of his eyes