Zhan Nanjue looked at Shirao's side profile, his heart feeling as if it were being crushed with pain.
He really wanted to reach out and hug her. Suddenly remembering, he realized he couldn't even hug her...
"Let's eat together," Zhan Nanjue said.
"You want to eat with me?" Shirao asked.
Zhan Nanjue saw a glimmer in her eyes and paused, saying, "It's your food. I couldn't let you go hungry while I eat. I couldn't do that."
"Okay, together." She smiled slightly.
Yet he seemed to see a trace of sadness in her eyes.
His heart ached along with hers.
He couldn't promise her a future, nor did he want to make promises...
Once, he was bound for too long by a promise.
They sat facing each other. Having just undergone surgery, his right hand was in a cast and there were wounds near his chest, making it almost impossible for him to use either hand.
