American comics: Only I know the plot

Chapter 147 Little Things

The shopkeeper took the record, smiled, and put it into the record player. The needle fell, and a melodious tune slowly flowed out.

The melody was gentle and soothing, lingering in every corner of the store and calming all the anxiety.

The two sat on a fabric sofa in the store. The sofa was a bit old, but it was exceptionally soft.

Li Wei closed his eyes, immersing himself in the world of music, with gentle melodies in his ears and warm people around him.

He could feel the catwoman's body swaying gently to the melody, her shoulders rising and falling slightly, and a satisfied smile on her lips.

He quietly reached out and took her hand, which was resting on her lap. Their fingertips touched, and he felt a warm sensation.

Catwoman didn't break free; instead, she gripped her hand tightly, the strength between her fingers conveying their mutual affection.

At that moment, time seemed to stand still. The only sounds in the store were gentle music, the two people's clasped hands, and the warmth between them.

Sunlight streamed in through the cracks in the window, landing on their clasped hands, leaving the gentlest imprint.

The shop owner sat behind the counter, watching the two of them with a kind smile on his lips, not wanting to disturb their peaceful moment.

In the afternoon, they went to Gotham Park.

The park was full of life. Children ran and played on the grass, their laughter ringing out, while the elderly played chess and chatted under the trees, enjoying themselves.

Couples strolled hand in hand, whispering sweet nothings, as sunlight shone on the grass, casting a soft golden glow.

Catwoman took Levi's hand and walked quickly toward the Ferris wheel, her eyes full of anticipation, like a child waiting for a gift.

The two boarded a cabin on the Ferris wheel, which slowly rose, gradually revealing the expansive view of Gotham.

The wind blew in through the gaps in the cabin, ruffling their hair, which tangled together, carrying the scent of grass.

Catwoman leaned against the window, looking at the scenery outside, her eyes sparkling with joy.

Li Wei sat beside her, his gaze fixed on her profile, watching her smile, his heart filled with tenderness.

As the Ferris wheel reached its highest point, the entire city of Gotham unfolded before us, bathed in warm sunlight.

Catwoman suddenly turned her head, leaned close to Li Wei, and gently kissed his cheek, her soft lips touching his slightly cool face.

The soft touch sent a jolt through Li Wei’s body like an electric current, causing him to stiffen slightly and his pupils to contract gently.

He then turned to look at the catwoman, his eyes filled with astonishment and a hint of barely perceptible joy.

Catwoman's cheeks were slightly flushed, and the tips of her ears were also red, but she did not flinch at all. Her eyes were exceptionally firm, locked tightly on Li Wei's eyes.

"Li Wei, I like you."

She spoke softly, her voice not loud, but clearly reaching Li Wei's ears, carrying both seriousness and trepidation.

Li Wei was startled, then smiled gently and reached out to stroke her cheek, his fingertips brushing against her cool skin.

He lowered his head and kissed her lips, his movements gentle and tender.

This kiss contained all my longing, concern, and love; our lips touched, and a warm sensation spread through us.

Catwoman's eyelashes trembled, and she reached out to wrap her arms around Li Wei's neck, responding to his kiss, her fingertips digging into his hair.

The Ferris wheel slowly turned, and the sunlight shone on the two of them, witnessing the warming of their feelings and their mutual understanding.

From fighting side by side at the beginning, to sharing life and death, and now to understanding each other perfectly, their relationship has long surpassed that of ordinary partners.

On the fourth day, the two did not go to any lively places, but stayed at the catwoman's apartment.

The apartment wasn't large, but it was decorated in a warm and comfortable style. Warm yellow lights illuminated the interior, and the wooden furniture gleamed with a gentle luster.

Several landscape photos hang on the wall, all of them depicting corners of Gotham, including sunrises over the docks and sunsets in the parks.

Green plants were placed on the windowsill, their leaves lush and green, adding a touch of life to the small house.

Catwoman tied on a light pink apron, walked into the kitchen, rolled up her sleeves, and began preparing lunch for Li Wei, her figure busy in the kitchen.

She would occasionally turn her head to look at Li Wei, who was leaning against the kitchen door, her eyes filled with a smile and her lips unable to hide her tenderness.

Li Wei leaned against the kitchen doorway, his gaze fixed on her busy figure as she chopped vegetables and fried eggs. Her movements weren't particularly skillful, but she was exceptionally focused.

His heart was filled with happiness; this kind of everyday life was a beauty he had never longed for.

Catwoman's cooking skills weren't particularly sophisticated, but they were full of life. The fried eggs were golden brown with slightly charred edges, and the baked bread was crispy and had a wheaty aroma.

There was also a simple vegetable salad, with fresh vegetables drizzled with salad dressing, refreshing and delicious.

The two sat at a small dining table covered with a floral tablecloth, on which were placed two bowls of hot soup and two plates of simple dishes.

While eating and chatting, the topic gradually shifted from the reconstruction of Gotham to their respective pasts.

Li Wei spoke of his life in another world, a life that was plain and peaceful, without fighting or crisis, just ordinary days.

His voice was soft, tinged with a barely perceptible nostalgia, and his gaze fell on the catwoman's face.

The catwoman listened attentively, occasionally interjecting with questions about the details of the other world, her eyes filled with curiosity and a hint of heartache.

Her fingertips gently brushed against the back of Li Wei's hand, as if to soothe his past loneliness.

In the afternoon, the two snuggled on the sofa to watch a movie. The old TV screen was a bit blurry, but it didn't affect their viewing experience.

A classic romance film was playing, and tender lines drifted from the television, filling the room.

Catwoman leaned against Li Wei's chest, her head resting on his chest, and could clearly hear his steady heartbeat.

Li Wei held her close, gently stroking her long hair with his palm, his fingertips brushing against the smooth strands of hair with tenderness.

Occasionally, Catwoman would look up, exchange a glance with Li Wei, and then smile at each other. The tenderness and joy in their eyes needed no words.

She would reach out and gently pinch Li Wei's cheek, with a touch of coquettishness, while Li Wei would lower his head and place a light kiss on her forehead.

These moments, simple yet warm, gave Li Wei a sense of belonging he had never felt before, as if this were his home.

On the fifth day, Catwoman took Levi to a craft shop in Gotham.

The shop is filled with all kinds of craft materials, fabrics, threads, wood, paints, a dazzling array of colors.

Colorful beads strung on the shelf, gleaming, and silk threads wound neatly on spools, exuding a sense of everyday life.

The owner was a young girl with a sweet smile. When she saw the two of them come in, she immediately went up to greet them warmly.

Catwoman took Li Wei's hand and walked to the beaded area, her eyes full of anticipation, wanting to make a pair of couple bracelets together.

The boss patiently taught them how to weave and string beads, demonstrating with nimble fingers and explaining the details step by step.

Li Wei wasn't very good with his hands; his fingers clumsily manipulated the silk threads, creating crooked and uneven patterns.

He looked at the half-finished product in his hand, smiled helplessly, and his eyes were full of tenderness.

Catwoman couldn't help but laugh out loud at his clumsy appearance. Her laughter was crisp and clear, and the corners of her eyes curved into a beautiful arc.

She walked to Li Wei's side, gently wrapped her arms around his from behind, and taught him hand in hand, her fingertips lightly holding his fingers.

The occasional touch of their fingers would cause their hearts to race, the warmth of their fingertips spreading from their skin to their hearts.

The catwoman's scent brushed against Li Wei's neck, carrying a faint fragrance of gardenias, sending shivers down his spine.

After an afternoon of hard work, two pairs of bracelets, though not perfect, were finally completed. The beads were not arranged neatly, and the woven pattern was a bit crooked.

Yet, in each other's eyes, they are the most precious gifts; every bead and every thread holds the sentiments of the other.

They put on the bracelets they had made for each other on the spot, their fingers gently brushing against the jewelry on their wrists, their eyes full of joy.

The warmth of the bracelet against my wrist feels like a constant companion, never leaving.

"This is our agreement."

Catwoman looked intently into Li Wei's eyes, her fingertips gently stroking the bracelet on his wrist.

"No matter what happens, I will remember you."

Li Wei nodded, his eyes filled with determination, and he secretly vowed to protect this relationship and the person in front of him forever.

He reached out and gently took her hand; their bracelets touched, making a soft sound, a promise between them.

In the evening, they went to a small bar. The bar was small but quiet, with soft jazz music playing inside.

I ordered two cocktails. The liquid had a gentle hue, and the glasses were garnished with mint leaves, making them refreshing and delicious.

The two sat in a corner, leaning against each other, talking in hushed tones about their hopes for the future, about the reconstruction of Gotham, and about their future together.

On the sixth day, the two went to the outskirts of Gotham.

There was a vast meadow, covered with unnamed wildflowers, all sorts of small flowers blooming freely, like a colorful carpet.

In the distance, there are rolling mountains covered with lush green grass and trees, which shimmer faintly in the sunlight. The air is fresh and carries the fragrance of flowers and grass.

A gentle breeze rustled across the grass, causing wildflowers to sway softly, carrying a delicate fragrance that was truly delightful.

Catwoman lay down on the grass with Li Wei, the soft grass against their skin, carrying a slight coolness.

The two rested their heads on their arms, watching the blue sky and white clouds. The clouds drifted slowly, like cotton candy, light and soft.

Listen to the birds chirping, so clear and melodious, lingering in your ears, and the rustling of the breeze rustling through the grass.

This tranquility was unlike anything Gotham City had ever experienced, allowing both of them to completely relax, both physically and mentally.

"I never knew there was such a place in Gotham."

Li Wei spoke softly, gazing at the distant mountains, his eyes filled with amazement and a hint of tenderness.

Catwoman turned her head to look at him, a smile on her lips, and gently traced her fingertips across his cheek.

"Gotham is not just about darkness; there are many beautiful things there too."

"It's just that I didn't have the chance to calm down and appreciate it before."

Li Wei turned his head and met her gaze. Her eyes reflected the blue sky and white clouds, as well as his own reflection.

He slowly approached, lowered his head, and kissed her lips again. This kiss was more passionate and lingering than before.

Their lips touched, carrying the fragrance of flowers and the warmth of each other. The catwoman's arms encircled his neck, her fingertips digging into his hair.

The two embraced on the grass, feeling each other's body temperature and heartbeat, and experiencing the intense love between them.

Sunlight bathed the two of them, bringing warmth, while wildflowers swayed around them and birds sang in the branches.

Sunshine, grass, flowers, and a loved one—these elements combine to create a beautiful scene etched in Li Wei's heart.

As the sun set and the evening glow painted the sky a gentle orange, the two reluctantly got up.

Covered in the scent of grass and flowers, hand in hand, we walked along a country path, our emotions so intense they could hardly be contained.

On the seventh day, the last day the two spent together, Catwoman took Levi to Gotham's most famous observation deck.

From here, you can get a panoramic view of the entire city, from bustling commercial districts to quiet residential areas.

The bustling city traffic and the vibrant human touch on the streets unfold before your eyes, brimming with life.

A gentle breeze swept across the observation deck, carrying the scent of the city, and ruffled the two people's hair, causing it to intertwine.

The two stood side by side at the edge of the observation deck, watching the bustling city traffic, feeling each other's breath, their shoulders touching.

Sunlight bathed the two of them, bringing warmth, and the couple's bracelets on their wrists gently touched, making a soft sound.

The people coming and going around us became the background; we only had eyes for each other and for the city in front of us.

Li Wei cherished this tranquil beauty, knowing that such moments were invaluable.

"Li Wei, these seven days have been the happiest days of my life."

Catwoman's voice was choked with sobs, her fingertips gripping Li Wei's hand so tightly they almost hurt him.

Li Wei held her hand tightly, his fingertips gently stroking the back of her hand to soothe her emotions, and he could feel her trembling.

"Me too." His voice was low, with a hint of barely perceptible bitterness, his gaze fixed on her eyes.

The beauty of those seven days is etched in his heart, becoming his most precious memory.

"I don't want to be separated from you."

Catwoman turned to look at him, her eyes filled with reluctance, and glistening tears welled up in her eyes, making her look pitiful.

Li Wei reached out and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes. His fingertips brushed against her slightly cool skin, and his heart was filled with heartache.

He gently brushed his thumb across her cheek, trying to wipe away her tears, only to find that the more he wiped, the more tears flowed.

"We won't be apart," he whispered reassuringly, his voice firm. "I'll stay in Gotham, stay by your side."

Catwoman nestled in his arms and burst into tears, expressing her reluctance to part with him and her dependence on him. Her tears soaked his clothes.

Her arms were wrapped tightly around his waist, as if she was afraid that if she let go, he would disappear. The force was so strong that Li Wei felt a little suffocated.

Li Wei held her tightly, gently patting her back to soothe her emotions, and silently prayed that this moment could last forever.

A gentle breeze swept across the observation deck, carrying a slightly cool scent, but it couldn't dispel the warmth of their embrace.

In the evening, the two returned to Catwoman's apartment. The lights inside were dim and warm, and the air was filled with a romantic atmosphere.

On the table was the dinner prepared by Catwoman: exquisite plates, delicious food, and lit candles, their light flickering.

The candlelight made their faces look exceptionally gentle, their eyelashes casting soft shadows in the candlelight, their eyes filled with each other's images.

Catwoman sat opposite Li Wei, a gentle smile on her lips, and served him food with delicate movements.

After dinner, the two sat on the sofa, embracing tightly. They didn't say much, but their affection for each other was boundless.