Bi Xia didn't know how she was led out of the basement by the man in front of her. By the time she regained her senses, she was already sitting in a cinema hall. Except for her and the man, there wasn't a single other person in the theater, and a very artistic love story was playing on the big screen in front of them.
Turning her gaze to the man who had suddenly appeared beside her, Bi Xia met his eyes deeply staring at her, those eyes full of tenderness and affection. Their fingers were tightly intertwined, as if they had never let go of each other's hands before.
"Fourth Brother..."
When the man finally released Bi Xia, she lay in his embrace, breathing slightly heavily. Inhaling the familiar scent that gave her a sense of security, her swollen lips slowly curved upwards. She placed her hands on the man's shoulders and pressed her ear against his heart.
Thump, thump, thump...
