After Wen Xinya left, the silence was restored in the room where the light was dim and yellow. Although it was warm at first, it was consumed by the darkness, making the room look dark and still.
Si Yiyan lit up a cigarette and then snubbed it nonchalantly. It made him look stern and mysterious.
The cigarette looked small and non-threatening. However, rarely would anyone notice that the temperature would go beyond a thousand degrees when maximum. It was ten times that of boiling water.
Although his heart was calm, who would have known how cold it was beneath the calmness?
He looked out of the window at the dim, yellow light in the darkness. It was just like a flickering light struggling to prolong its life.
He snubbed it and extinguished the flames. Although the temperature was beyond a thousand-degree celsius, he did not feel it at all.
His rationality and anger were trying to defeat each other!