Emily Xu and the Iron Fence Blossoms Chapter 42

The tree beside the bench stretched out its branches, staggeredly blocking the neon light by the street.

There was a very light smell of tobacco on his coat, the moonlight layered on top of each other, and all his sight was swallowed by darkness.

Emily Xu didn’t dare to move, and turned his face sideways. He didn’t know where to look, so he closed his eyes tightly.

This feeling is too strange.

The heart beats quickly at a loss.