Although it was nighttime, there were many visitors around. Some came with a group of friends, while some were young couples. As the weather was a little chilly, everyone was dressed in thick clothes and hugging each other.
Freya was quite dazed by the bustling scene around her.
During her university years, she used to go out and have fun with her friends like this too. However, she hardly did so ever since she started working.
In fact, she was quite young and was now at her best age. Nevertheless, she was devastated by what had happened in recent years.
Being here at this moment made her feel as though she was taken back to her younger days.
Those days were wonderfully and rashly spent. Also, the future was filled with endless possibilities.
As such, she had forgotten that Ryan was holding her hand.
"Hold me tight. There are too many people here. Don't get lost." Ryan turned around and reminded her.
"Okay."
Freya nodded. When she lowered her head, she saw her hand being tightly held by Ryan's. Her heart beat rapidly somehow.
After all, Ryan and Freya were not related by blood. Would this act be too intimate...
However, there were indeed many people around them
"Be careful."
Suddenly, a fat man shoved them. When Ryan pulled Freya toward him, she missed her footing and fell into his arms.
The man’s firm chest hurt the tip of her nose.
However, only then did it hit Freya that Ryan was really tall. What was more, she felt an unspeakable sense of security when he was protecting her.
"Did you hit your nose?" Ryan suddenly looked down and touched her nose.
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