Love You Till the End-Chapter 975 - 974: Holding Each Other’s Hands

The hand was small and warm, and the moment it clasped mine, a strange feeling arose in my heart, impossible to describe.

However, the girl released her grip shortly after, indicating I wasn’t the dance partner she was looking for.

That’s fine.

I suddenly felt a bit envious of those who have a goal to pursue in their hearts.

In fact, Ye Han had very good looks and quite a few talent scouts or entertainment agents approached him to become an actor. After all, he was already very popular, and with the strong backing of the Ye Family, if he were willing, he could easily become a sensation.

But he wasn’t interested in the entertainment industry; he just wanted to do what he loved.

This world is too chaotic, and people’s obsession with money is too heavy. Rarely are there people like him who live only for the dreams in their hearts. Perhaps this is the freedom many envy but cannot attain.

Elegant music echoed in his ears, and Shi Aoju wasn’t in a hurry. After all, reaching out and walking forward was utterly foolish to him. So he kept his hands in his pockets and stayed where he was, thinking to himself, if anyone grabbed him, he would use his keen sense to probe that person’s identity. If it wasn’t Su Jiuyi, he had no interest in chatting. If it was Su Jiuyi, then all the better.

Even though he didn’t believe in tales of "true love" at all and found them extremely boring, seeing that Su Jiuyi seemed interested in participating, he was willing to humor her.

As for his relationship with Su Jiuyi, even he couldn’t explain it.

Most people on the dance floor had already held hands with someone, but whether they were with their intended dance partners remained uncertain.

Su Jiuyi was anxious, wondering if she’d left the dance floor, since no one had come to hold her hand, and she hadn’t met anyone other than the man earlier.

Could Shi Aoju have already held someone else’s hand?

She felt a bit disappointed, thinking she had walked long enough and might have already reached the small garden beside the dance floor, unknowingly.

Just when she was about to give up searching for Shi Aoju, her lowered hand suddenly touched an object.

Startled, she carefully traced the direction of the object; it was the hem of a person’s clothing, feeling very comfortable to touch, certainly expensive.

The person suddenly reached out a hand, and Su Jiuyi gently grasped it.

The other party’s palm was large and warm, with fine calluses, likely remnants from some kind of work.

Su Jiuyi had some answers in her mind, as when Shi Aoju occasionally held her hand, his calluses felt the same way.

She cautiously asked, "Is it Young Master Jue?"

Shi Aoju raised an eyebrow, effortlessly concealing his delight, and replied in a deep voice, "Yes."

He truly didn’t expect Su Jiuyi could find him—even though he stood still—since in the dark, people rarely walk in a straight line, and with so many people brushing past, she could easily mistake one of them for him, so he was slightly surprised.

"That’s wonderful!" Su Jiuyi laughed happily, and her joy was evident in her tone.

Upon hearing this, Shi Aoju instinctively recalled the legend of "true love."