"Not at all!"
CC blushed a little.
Lies don't hurt; it's the truth that's a sharp blade.
"I keep my promises too!"
CC pulled up Lin Xian's right hand, hooked his little finger, and performed a universal contract ceremony—
The pinky swear.
"Pinky swear."
CC looked seriously into Lin Xian's eyes:
"[I said I'd take you to Manhattan, and I definitely will.]"
Lin Xian looked at the familiar and dear face before him and Chu Anqing's smile appeared again in his mind.
Manhattan...
He had indeed already been there with Chu Anqing.
On the rooftop of the Aman Hotel, Chu Anqing faced the evening breeze, spreading her arms like Lucy in the "Titanic" movie, spoke towards Manhattan, the whole world, with Lin Xian behind her:
"You jump, I jump."
Who would have thought?
The words became a prophecy.
The two of them really re-enacted the scene at twenty thousand meters in the sky in the Skyspace Aircraft.
"Hey! Say something."
