"Your hand... did you burn it with a cigarette?" On the side of his index finger and thumb were deep burn marks, a latticework of old scars layered with new ones. Qiao Yu had noticed them before, but when they'd first reunited, the tension between them had been too thick for her to dare ask. Things weren't much better now, but at least they could exchange a few calm words. "No." Bo Hanshi coolly w