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Yun Bixue felt the warmth of Xie Limos hand and recalled the first time they held hands. Back then, her heart was still cold and desolate, and it was the warmth of his hands that had thawed her heart. It had been more than a year, but she always felt the warmth that he offered.
She was resolute that no matter what happens in the future, she had to become stronger. She promised to herself that she would definitely become a better wifea wife who would also provide constant warmth for her husband.
Xie Limo held Yun Bixues hand as they went downstairs. On the stairs, he sensed that something was amiss, so he glanced back and saw Yun Bixue lost in thought. With her head bowed, it was clear that she wasnt paying attention to the path ahead of her. He shook Yun Bixues hand and asked gently, "What are you thinking about? Look where youre going, okay? Youll fall!"
Yun Bixue raised her head and blinked her bright eyes. She looked intently into his eyes and said with confidence, "I know you wont let me fall."
Xie Limo shook his head resignedly. Nevertheless, his gaze was filled with love and indulgence. He liked how his wife trusted and relied on him as this showed that he had left a long-lasting mark in her heart.
And he would never let her down.
In the White House, Country E.
Xirong Ziye was getting married to Xiamu Qingyan very soon. That day drew nearer and nearer, but his heart grew emptier and emptier. He had clearly made all these decisions, but during his free time, he kept feeling as though he lacked something highly important to him. His heart felt bare and not grounded at all.
The media was all reporting on how loving he was with Xiamu Qingyan. He felt the same too, but he would still wake up from his dreams feeling stunned.
When he was still in school, he had a memorable first love. Even now, he wasnt sure if he had already let go of her. Every time he looked at Xiamu Qingyan, he still felt as though he was young and was exploring the world with his lover.
Xiamu Qingyan really resembled his first love. However, no matter how similar they were, they were