Qin Xiao held Matsumoto Sayuri's soft, delicate hand tightly, as if cradling a rare and precious treasure.
Her hand was as warm and smooth as mutton-fat jade, making it impossible for him to let go. Walking with a spring in his step, Qin Xiao felt as though every movement was as light as walking on clouds, his heart overflowing with an indescribable joy and excitement as he happily walked toward the garage with the person he loved.
As they stepped inside, a stale and slightly damp air greeted them. The garage lights were somewhat dim and hazy, casting a thin, soft veil over everything around them and imparting a mysterious and dreamlike atmosphere to the space.
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