Shi Che's palm was warm, gently touching her cheek, that warmth against her cold face brought a tinge of warmth.
Even though that warmth was on her face, Ling Chuxia felt it was pressing against her heart.
She lifted her eyes to look at Shi Che, and inadvertently, she met his dark eyes. He was intently watching her, his eyes as deep as ever. However, at this moment, she could feel a hint of pity in his gaze.
Pity?
Was Shi Che feeling pity for her?
In fact, she had seen such an expression in his eyes more than once, but in the past, she never dared to entertain the thought. Yet now, her heart uncontrollably skipped a beat at the idea.
She hadn't misseen, had she? Shi Che was feeling pity for her, he was worried about her, right?
She didn't know whether Shi Che liked her or not, but at least he must have some feelings for her, right? Otherwise, why would he be concerned, feel pity for her, no?
