Trapped In Love: Your Kiss Sets Me Free
e rarely exquisite. His eyes were very beautiful, clear, shi
r face burning. In a panic, she l
wintersweet plum, parrot and oriole, swan and crane, beautiful clothes and dolls, buildings and furniture, and also beautiful men
rs. The hem of his clothes swayed naturally with each step, and his right hand was always in his trouser pocket. H
any posture freely, and could only be placed in the trouser pocket. "Well. That arm doesn't exist at all." Corne
ng to calm herself down. A minute la
he table and wrote on the paper with a pencil
man at Table 33 didn't say anything. Cornelia didn't say anything more. She thought that Nina Wu must
the left hand to serve the coffee. He was used to it, so it was natural, just like every person who used
"Cornelia, put it there. You can leave now." Cornelia felt uncomfortable as if
ing outside the door.
e Zhongguancun Street, which belonged to the city. It was quiet in the night, which was much less restless in the daytime. The flowers and trees in the parterre were rusty and the bamboo sha
aking the twilight a little dimmer. There were people passing by on the stree
veral cars. They were beautiful, with smooth b
's eyes
the car. From afar, he greeted t
o his trouser pocket. His posture was still like that
. She thought she had dozed off on the
ed shadows,
smiled. There were dimples on her cheeks,
sitting here?" He stopped two
e was awake, not in a dream. She just had a sluggish br
"How is
ery hot." She put her thumb at the edge of the coat pocket and
on that made him smile. He said,
brown medicine bottle in it. He said, "This
r a while and then reached out to tak
and a little tremble. It was a very strange feeling
ere is your home? Le
and said, "No, thanks.
home. I only use one arm,
She either nodded or shook her head
han ten o'clock in five minutes. He
led and tur
saw the complex expression in Marshall's eyes and
, started it, turned sm
lia, Marshall as
guest." She put the medicine bottle into her pocket qu
said, "Wh
ound that I could catch the last bus of several buses at this time
iling or in pain. Cornelia skipped over and pulled his sleeve. "Let's go." Noti
a little.
him across the parking lot
ll the way. He wanted to say to her, "Corne
d went back to school. When they were about to leave, Marshall
a little angry. But she still smiled and said, "Marshall, you have no right to ask me like that. But it
miliar with her back, which he had watched silently for count
He didn't know what was wrong with h