It was just a half-minute decision, yet it felt like a century has passed.
Just as Shi Yu was about to open one of the doors, Feng Jiu Mei suddenly stopped his movement.
"Once you open it, there is no way back."
The face under the mask, carried a somewhat complex expression. That pair of equally deep eyes, bottomless.
"I don't need a way back."
The thin lips slightly puckered, without any hesitation, he firmly pressed down on the doorknob.
Click! The door opened...
Almost at the same time, a petite figure threw herself toward the doorway.
Just right, crashing straight into Shi Yu's embrace.
Shen Cheng had even forgotten how she had managed to struggle free of the ropes just now.
At this moment, time stagnated, the air congealed.
The unique scent of her drifted into his nose, and Shi Yu's heart felt as if a piece was carved out by a blade, painfully tender.
Suddenly, he hugged her tightly, buried her deep against his chest, greedily sniffing the fragrance of her hair.
