Plop—
At the moment the mask fell, Shen Tang was completely stunned.
Underneath the mask, the face was nothing like she was familiar with—ordinary, unfamiliar, completely devoid of the shadow she remembered.
Her heart, which had been racing wildly earlier, suddenly sank to the bottom, and the expression on her face froze.
She was so stunned, staring blankly at the man before her, suddenly unsure how to face him.
The man looked down at her, with a bit of surprise and concern in his eyes, released his hold on her, and put her down, his tone quite caring, "Are you alright?"
Shen Tang came to her senses, shook her head, "I... I'm fine, just exhausted from the earlier exertion, thank you."
She suddenly didn't know what to say.
It felt rather ridiculous to her; she shouldn't have been thinking in that direction, knowing that Jin had said they would go their separate ways and he'd never come to see her again. Yet she still thought Fu might have something to do with him.
