In the world of love, there are perhaps winners and losers.
The one who loves more is the loser, the one who loves less is the winner.
Di Xiaxia, I lost terribly twenty years ago, didn't I?
Just as she was about to take the first step down the stairs, Di Mingzhe suddenly moved.
He could never bear to see her completely leave his world!
He moved quickly, with large strides, his actions agile. Before she could even take a step down the stairs, he abruptly grasped her hand.
Without reason, he forcefully pulled her back, preventing her escape.
This sudden action shocked Di Xiaxia, but she knew the person had to be Di Mingzhe, for at this moment, there was no one else.
Pushing away the surprise on her face, Di Xiaxia unexpectedly gained some calm and asked, "What do you mean?"
As soon as her words fell, Di Xiaxia's eyes widened. Her mind suddenly went blank, unable to think.
Because Di Mingzhe abruptly lifted her face and fiercely kissed her!
