Shen Haoxuan held onto Mi Lu and wouldn't let go. Compared to Mi Lu's fleeting infatuation, Shen Haoxuan genuinely wanted to hold Mi Lu like this. Only in this way could he feel that Mi Lu was real.
Half a year had passed, neither too long nor too short, but he truly experienced how life was without Mi Lu, living like a walking dead.
Being able to hold Mi Lu like this was a luxury to him.
"Mi Mi, just let me hold you for a while, just a little while," Shen Haoxuan's tone was almost pleading.
Mi Lu felt a tremor in her heart and didn't refuse Shen Haoxuan this time.
Five minutes later, Mi Lu spoke up to remind him: "Alright! It's been long enough. Don't hold me anymore."
This time, Shen Haoxuan didn't force Mi Lu, he let go and gently said: "Be careful, don't get hurt again."
"..." Mi Lu didn't say anything, she went straight into the room. Afraid that Shen Haoxuan might do something else, she locked the door.
