C932 Memory hourglass

As I looked at Su Xinghe's tightly knitted eyebrows, I really wanted to reach out my hand and smooth them over. I also didn't know what was going on with me, but I still felt pity for her. Perhaps it's because when I was together with Su Xinghe, I've never seen her so tired and haggard. My fingers outlined the contours of Su Xinghe's face and her facial features in the air above her face