"Y..." Mu Yin's heart plummeted suddenly.
"I'm sorry, I'm late." The man reached out to her with his broad, generous palm.
It looked so safe, so secure...
Mu Yin was taken aback for a moment, but ultimately couldn't resist the joy of escaping to safety, and carefully reached out her small hand to take his. She was helped out.
But having been inside for too long, her legs had gone numb.
And, after being brutally tortured by the Devil, she collapsed to the ground, powerless.
Fortunately, the man beside her reacted quickly and swiftly helped her up, his voice filled with panic and concern, "How are you feeling?"
Seeing her pale little face, a strange feeling surged in the man's heart, replacing the clarity that had always been there.
It made him want to hold her...
Mu Yin closed her eyes, waiting for the numb pain to pass, before acting as if it were nothing and shaking her hand, "I'm fine, just been sitting there for a while, legs are a bit numb..."
