Chi Zaozao had headphones on, music turned up to the max, engulfing her whole world in noise.
Completely unaware that Ye Que had already opened the door and come in, she danced wildly to "Little Apple" to keep herself focused.
"You are my little little apple, no matter how much I love you, it's never too much, your red little face warms my heart, lighting up my life's fire fire fire fire..."
The voice was lovely, but the dance moves... were just unbearable to watch.
Ye Que stood behind her, watching the woman in front of him, seeing her dance with so much energy, what did he feel inside?
What did he feel?
What did Ye Que feel that he couldn't quite describe, just an overwhelming urge as if he was about to explode?
He had spent the entire night outside looking for her.
A whole night, a full day and night, without eating or drinking, driving around searching for her, worried about her, regretting his inability to keep track of his own woman.
