Grace Nie's hair lightly brushed Shen Jingwei's face. Under the dim light and shadow, there was a vague ambiguity floating around.
"If it's not worth money, what am I going to do here?"
Shen Jingwei clearly saw himself reflected in her eyes, "You don't believe me?"
"Rather, I trusted you too much in the past." Grace Nie stood up, and as the distance between them widened, the atmosphere returned to the starting point.
Shen Jingwei stared at her intently and saw that there were a few strands of hair stuck in the corners of her lips. He wanted to reach out and brush them away for her, but he held back.
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