Bab 438: Behind the mask (1)

Lihua put her hand in his and smiled. "Sure."

Wei beamed. He took her to the dance floor and was, of course, extremely careful of not letting anybody bump into her. He stared at her as softly pulled her into his hug and wrapped his arm around her waist.

Lihua felt her breath get stuck into her throat. It felt as if everything else got obscure, and only the two were dancing on the soft melody. He twirled her once and pulled her back, this time even closer than before. He slowly lifted a lock of her hair that fell on her cheek.

Lihua slightly trembled as his fingers brushed past her cheek like a gentle ripple on a lake and pushed the lock behind her ear. She looked up, and sucked into the pair of his beautiful eyes that seemed to fix his gaze on nobody but her.

Once again…

He reminded her of Wei. He was the only one who used to stare at her like she was his whole world. His irises only reflected Lihua in them. There was no place for anybody else.