One evening, two calls came in and disrupted things, but they didn't affect Wushuang or Kaka's mood. On the contrary, ever since Long Chengtian confirmed his return date, Wushuang had been in especially high spirits, glowing with vitality and radiance, as though she was anticipating something. The joy in her eyes was so obvious that anyone could tell she looked like a woman deeply in love, bright and captivating.
Kaka silently stroked her long hair, finding it difficult to express his thoughts.
Feimo, along with Mo Yao and Xiao Bai, had advised Wushuang not to have too much contact with Long Chengtian. It wasn't because the man was trouble, but because Wushuang was so unreservedly fond of him. Yet, he despised her, and between them lay a gulf as wide as a human life—a matter of no small consequence. They all feared Wushuang would end up hurt by her feelings. However, things weren't as they imagined; Long Chengtian's feelings for her seemed to be a mix of love and hate.
