The Secret to Picking Up Girls

Even so, caressing Liu Da MM's smooth and delicate skin was still a very enjoyable experience for him. That jade-like skin, so smooth and elastic to the touch, was simply too captivating. Zhang Yuze imagined how wonderful it would be when he could completely possess her one day.

The film slowly approached its end. Towards the end, Zhang Yuze was stunned to see tears streaming down Liu Mengting's face, flowing freely. This left Zhang Yuze speechless. Was a movie really worth this much emotion? Nevertheless, Zhang Yuze hugged Liu Mengting's shoulders and smiled at her, saying, "What's wrong? Please don't cry."

"Um, why does it say 'Cherish Our Love Forever' when they didn't end up together in the end?" Liu Mengting took out a few tissues and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Zhang Yuze sighed deeply and said to Liu Mengting, "Tragedies are more likely to resonate with people! Perfect comedies, on the other hand, don't move people's hearts as much as tragedies do. And where in the world is there such a thing as perfect love...?"

Before Zhang Yuze could finish speaking, Liu Mengting covered his mouth with her small hand. Her beautiful, large eyes stared straight at Zhang Yuze's face, and then she said to him, "I won't let you say that."

Looking at the hint of pleading on Liu Mengting's face, Zhang Yuze could feel her inner thoughts. He couldn't help but nod at her and sigh, saying, "I understand."

Then, Liu Mengting narrowed her eyes, tears welling up in the corners, and murmured, "No matter how old you are now, no matter what you are doing, and no matter how much you claim that you are past the age of being moved and have become so mature, I think, deep down, we are truly unwilling to have missed out like that."

These were the words spoken by the female lead in the movie, but when Zhang Yuze heard this sentence, his heart was also deeply shaken. That strong sense of unwillingness, that regret of having already missed out, but with time unable to turn back, made Zhang Yuze's heart feel heavy, as if he was afraid that this kind of fate would one day happen to him.

"Yuze..." Liu Mengting, who was lying on Zhang Yuze's chest, murmured his name. This voice seemed to come from the bottom of her heart, carrying a kind of resentment and some kind of emotion that Zhang Yuze couldn't describe.

"Hmm?" Zhang Yuze looked at Mengting, who seemed like a little lamb curled up in his arms. He reached out and gently stroked her smooth, soft hair.

"Don't think too much, be good!" Smelling the intoxicating fragrance emanating from the beauty in his arms, Zhang Yuze said to her softly.

"Yuze, do you think we will be like them in the future? I really don't want to miss you, and I don't want to have a tragedy like theirs! If that happens, I would rather die! That way, maybe it would be easier, really!" Liu Mengting's small face was full of melancholy, as if she had thought of something unpleasant.

Zhang Yuze's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but hug the girl in his arms tighter, as if afraid she would suddenly disappear, and said, "Silly girl, no, we will never be like them."