Why do I need to hold hands and ask about time
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The man was very patient. Xia Mang hesitated for two whole minutes, but his hand remained in this position without any intention of retracting. It was as if he was already certain that he would not fail in the end. All he needed was time and patience.

Xiamang's clenched fist loosened, then loosened, and finally lowered his head, stretching his hand forward at the speed of a snail. Xia Mang did not dare to look up at the man. Her face burned up again. When her fingers touched the man's hand, she instinctively retracted it as if she was scalded. However, the man held her hand firmly. When he turned to look at Xia Mang, a meaningful smile appeared on his face.

Xiamang did not struggle anymore. Neither of them spoke. They walked forward silently, hand in hand. The man's hand was long and warm. He held Xia Mang's hand in his palm and exerted a little force. Xia Mang could feel the distinct joints of the hand that was holding his.

If it was a complete stranger, it would not be a big deal. If they were friends, perhaps they would be calm. However, the person beside her was too awkward. Xiamang did not dare to turn her head to look at him. She could only follow him carefully and let him pull her around the corners. For a moment, she did not guard against the possibility that the man would bring her to an even stranger place.

"We're here." It seemed like a long time had passed, or perhaps, it was only a very short time. The man stood still and his voice came from the upper left.

"Thank you!" Xiamang hurriedly turned around and bowed to the man. She did not even raise her head as she struggled to free herself from the man's grip. All she wanted was to escape as soon as possible.

The man did not let go, but his light laughter came without any scruples. Xia Mang raised his head and was surprised to see that there was still no one on the street. The shops on both sides were pitch black. This was not the entrance of Square Street at all!

"Let go, you're too much!" Xiamang was furious this time. She shouted at the man and struggled. After struggling for a long time, Xia Mang's blood rushed up. He raised his hand forcefully and lowered his head to bite the man's hand.

"Xiamang!" The man let go of his hand in pain, his voice filled with disbelief.

"Don't call my name. We don't know each other. You bastard who likes to play with people, let's go our separate ways. Even if I get lost and wander the streets for a night, I won't rely on you!”Xiamang was really angry. Every time she was really angry, she would not allow the other party to call her name.

"You didn't say the name of your inn." The man's voice was still calm.

"Don't push the responsibility to me. I clearly said that the inn is at the entrance of Square Street. If you have the heart, you should lead me back to a more crowded place, or the small stone bridge just now, and not this godforsaken place where no one is seen!”The more Xiamang spoke, the angrier she got. Her voice was almost sobbing." I'm an idiot. Only then would I believe you. Only then would I believe that you men have been deceived time and time again.”

Xia Mang knew that he shouldn't have been so agitated and shouldn't have said that last sentence. However, when she thought about how she had completely believed that the person in front of her would bring her out of her lost predicament, she was once again fooled and deceived. Thinking about Wen Hao's deception, she was furious. In the end, she simply roared and turned around to run before her tears fell.

Since he had already lost his way, he would still be lost if he lost his way again.

Before she could take two steps, she was pulled back forcefully. She staggered and when she looked up, she had already fallen into an embrace.

"I'm not running forward. I'm asking you to turn right.”There was finally a hint of helplessness in the man's voice, but there was no impatience. It was as if he had been mentally prepared. There was also a hint of helplessness in his smile.

Xia Mang was stunned. He raised his head with a puzzled expression. She had a pretty face without makeup, and her facial features were exquisite. The tears on her face were still wet, and under the streetlights, her eyes were even brighter. Xiamang had a cute but not particularly obvious canine tooth. The man could imagine how cute she looked when she smiled, but unfortunately, Xiamang had never smiled at her before.

"Let's go." The man turned his face away and took Xia Mang's hand. He turned right and walked forward.

Xia Mang heaved a sigh of relief when he turned a blind eye to her sorry state. When she thought of Wenhao, her heart, which had just barely formed a scar, was torn open by her own hands again, bleeding drop by drop. Xia Mang did not say anything and followed carefully. She wiped her tears with her hand that was holding something.

The man did not lie. He turned right and walked straight. After about 200 meters, he returned to the entrance of Square Street, which was the location of the Long Street Banquet. Now that the banquet decorations had been removed, there were still a few piles of things on the ground waiting to be moved.

"I'm sorry. Thank you. Goodbye." Xia Mang was clear about gratitude and resentment. He let go of her hand again. These words expressed his gratitude for the misunderstanding earlier, as well as a polite farewell.

"Sammy!" Xiao Linghui's voice came from nearby.

Xiamang turned her head and saw Xiao Linghui waving at her from across the street before striding towards her.

"You didn't bring your cell phone with you, Sammy. I thought you were lost again!”Xiao Linghui did not seem to notice the man beside Xia Mang at all. He handed a phone to Xia Mang and took the gift bag from Xia Mang's hand as he continued to nag,"Have you bought all the gifts?" If not, it would be better to get up tomorrow morning to buy it. It was late now, so he should go back to the inn and rest early.”

"Uh, okay, okay. Let's go back to the inn.”Xiamang took the phone and immediately left the scene.

"Sammy." Xiao Linghui called out helplessly. Xia Mang stopped in his tracks and turned around to look at him with a puzzled expression. He took out a key from his pocket and handed it to Xia Mang." The key to the room. You can go back first. I'll be right back."”

Xiamang naturally took it, turned around, and ran across the road towards the inn. The man behind her looked at Xiamang's back and then looked up at Xiao Linghui. His eyes were deep and his lips were curled into a faint smile. He turned around and walked to the other side.

"Please wait." Xiao Linghui spoke, and the man stopped. He didn't turn around. Xiao Linghui walked up to the man with a smile on his face and nodded slightly.”

It was not that he had not seen him earlier, but that he had placed all his attention on Xia Mang. The smile on the man's lips became even more elusive. After two seconds of silence, he raised his hand and gently stroked the spot on the back of his right hand where Xia Mang had bitten him. His eyes looked at the bite marks on the back of his right hand under the streetlights. There was a smile in his eyes, but his voice was cold."Regarding this, she has already expressed her gratitude in her own way.”

After the man finished speaking, he ignored Xiao Linghui and walked forward while taking out his phone to make a call. Xiao Linghui was stunned on the spot with a thoughtful expression. Only when the man's figure disappeared did he turn around and walk towards the inn.

The flight was at six o'clock in the afternoon the next day. It was already past nine o'clock in the evening when they got off the plane. Xiamang was already exhausted. Fortunately, there were eight consecutive days off during the annual holiday. Although tomorrow was Wednesday, he could still take another day off. Xiao Linghui had just returned to the country, so he had nothing to do. When the two of them took a taxi home, Xiamang was lying in the back of the car seat and said half-awake,""Call me when you get home. Ah Hui, you're back from America. Where's my gift?”

"I'll give it to you tomorrow." Xiao Linghui sat in the front passenger seat and turned to look at Xiamang, who was leaning against the big bag like a cat.

"Alright." Xiamang's voice was barely audible.

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