"I saw all your photos in Xiaoji's room drawer while I was helping her tidy up. She didn't tell you about that, did she",Yan Ji stood by the emergency exit, leaning against the railing and lighting a cigarette for himself. His gaze passed through the dissipating smoke, falling blankly on some emptiness below.,Just as Gu Chenye's fingertips were about to touch her skin on the neck, Yan Ji raised her chin slightly, dodging his hand: "What do you think"。