"Oh," Jiang Xinli said, her eyes curving into crescents. "That's fine, too~"
She was someone who respected personal boundaries.
Besides, it had little to do with finding the Star Gate. Since Xue Yin didn't want to elaborate, she didn't want to press him for details.
"I'll be going then." After speaking, Jiang Xinli glanced down at her hand, which the young man was still holding tightly.
At the edge of the Holy Tomb Barrier, a long, narrow exit shrouded in a faint purple mist appeared.
"Miss Xinli, please be safe." Xue Yin's gaze followed hers. His thumb reluctantly caressed the back of her hand before he slowly let go.
His voice was hoarse and crestfallen. "Goodbye."
"Mhm." Seeing the young man's dejected and lonely expression, Jiang Xinli suddenly reached out, placed her hands on his shoulders, stood on her tiptoes, and quickly kissed his cheek. "Goodbye."
The soft touch of her lips and fingertips on his skin was a touch on his very heart.
