Bei Yichen was originally a rather attractive man, with his slender figure and elegant gait, which attracted attention.

His long legs seem to be part of his body, and he strides naturally, like a model on the stage, but his steps are more relaxed and casual.

He stepped over the threshold of the hotel lobby with ease, as if this gesture could show his confidence and grandeur.

His gaze swept over every corner of the lobby, his deep eyes shining with a clear light, as if he was examining this familiar and unfamiliar space.

His long legs strode in stride, each step defiing the limits of gravity.

His gait is steady and powerful, like a clear stream surging, giving people an incomparable sense of security.

His figure appears taller and more erect in the light, like a mountain peak revealing its majestic momentum in the twilight, and his every movement reveals a kind of calmness and elegance, making it impossible to take your eyes off.

The entry of Bei Yichen made the atmosphere in the entire lobby instantly tense.

He is like a powerful magnetic field that attracts all eyes.

After entering the lobby, Bei Yichen's instinct told him that this was not a safe place.

He subconsciously lowered the brim of his hat in an attempt to hide his face, and he walked briskly to the elevator, silently reciting the number of the floor he was about to reach.

His hand reached for the card reader installed next to the elevator door, and with a slight touch of his finger, the elevator door opened with a "ding".

He quickly stepped into the elevator, and almost at the same time, the elevator doors closed.

He pressed the floor he was going to and took a deep breath.

The elevator began to rise, and he stood there, watching the digital lights flicker.

The beating of each number was like his heartbeat, fast and rhythmic. As the numbers increased, so did his nervousness.

When the elevator reached the floor he had pressed, his heart beat faster.

He quickly stepped out of the elevator and swiped his card through the floor control. After making sure he was safe, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Bei Yichen quickly took out the room card, and his hand slid lightly over the room card, as if caressing a precious map.

With a firm look in his eyes, he placed the key card close to the card reader at the door and swiped it.

There was a faint electronic sound in the air, like a brief symphony, followed by a dull dripping sound, like a tuner tapping the keys softly in an orchestra.

Then, the heavy door, as if awakened by the voice, slowly opened inward.

Its track is smooth and the sound is inaudible. The handle on the door turned, the lock was unlocked, and the interior of the room was revealed with the sound of the door rubbing against the frame.

This is Nanxixi's room, quiet and private, full of her own atmosphere.

He took a deep breath, a new anticipation welling up in his heart.

Bei Yichen walked into the room, and the darkness was like a stubborn shadow, instantly swallowing up all the light in the room.

Even though his eyes had adjusted to the sudden darkness, they still couldn't see through the thick darkness to every corner of the room.

He listened to every whisper in the room, trying to find some clue in it, but it was silent, like an unbroken lake.

All he could hear was the sound of his own nervous breathing and heartbeat.

He hesitated, then decided to explore the dark room with his hands.

His hands waved in the darkness, touching only the icy air and the hard walls.

He walked slowly along the wall, hoping that his touch would reveal something, but the coldness and hardness of the wall told him that Nanxi Creek was not here.

Bei Yichen gently pressed the switch, and the lights in the room instantly lit up, dispelling the darkness.

He walked slowly to the bed, his deep eyes glinting with curiosity.

His gaze fell on the open notebook on the bedside table.

He stopped

Step, bending down slightly, when picking up the notebook, the fingertips gently slid over the smooth paper, and the feeling was like touching a dusty memory.

He turned the first page, and the familiar handwriting came into view, it was Nanxixi's handwriting.

A strong urge suddenly surged in his heart to know all the contents of this book.

He began to flip through the pages, each page filled with her past, and every sentence felt like opening a sealed memory box.

He flipped a page and suddenly stopped his fingers.

On that page, a passage stands out.

He looked at that passage and felt a deep emotion in his heart. It was a feeling of finding oneself, and it was a journey to re-examine oneself.

He put down his notebook, his mind filled with endless thoughts.

He looked at the moonlight outside the window, and his heart was full of emotion. He knew that this book was her past and her present.

He walked to the window and looked at the moonlight outside the window, his heart full of anticipation and hope.

Bei Yichen looked at the notebook in his hand, it was a secret belonging to Nanxixi, a story about her secret crush on herself.

He looked at the lines of conversation, and he couldn't help but feel a hint of sweetness in his heart.

He seemed to be able to see how the girl named Nan Xixi quietly watched him in the dark, and her heart was full of deep love.

In her pen, every word reveals that innocent emotion, and every sentence is like a secret hidden in the bottom of her heart, and now, these secrets are in Bei Yichen's hands.

The corners of Bei Yichen's mouth rose slightly, it was a gentle smile, a nostalgia for the past, and also an expectation for the future.

He could imagine what kind of mood and expectation the girl was in when she wrote these words. And now, he can feel her mood and feel her expectation.

He looked at the words, and his heart was full of emotion.

He knew that the girl had been deeply imprinted in his heart, and he had fallen deeply in love with her.

He wants to protect her, he wants to take care of her, he wants to walk through every good day with her.

The corners of Bei Yichen's mouth rose even more.

He looked at the words, and his heart was filled with happiness.

Bei Yichen's heart swelled with a deep feeling.

He thought that he had been liked by Nanxi for so long, what a deep emotion it was.

Her liking has no flowery language, no romantic plot, but it is full of sincerity and warmth.

Every time their eyes met, Bei Yichen could see an indescribable affection in Nan Xixi's eyes.

Her love is like the rising sun, warm and dazzling, and like the quiet moonlight, illuminating every corner of his heart.

Bei Yichen felt an inexplicable emotion in his heart, and he thanked Nan Xixi for his liking, which made him understand that he was not wandering alone in the empty universe.

He felt their emotions precipitate in the long river of time, shining like a jewel with a unique light.

Bei Yichen felt that his heart was full of joy, as if the spring sun illuminated the whole world, and he was immersed in this unexpected surprise, as if in a dream.

He raised his hand and pressed it gently to his eyes, and through his fingers, he seemed to see his mother's gentle eyes and kind smile.

He took a deep breath and then turned on his phone, his fingers twitching lightly across the screen, as if playing a song of gratitude.

He wrote a short message, "Thank you, Mom." He knew that this sentence, although simple, contained all the emotion and gratitude between them.

Then, he pressed the send button and sent the message to his mother's phone.

He knew that his mother would understand his gratitude and happiness as much as she had always understood him.

His phone vibrated and he knew his mother had replied to his message. When he opened it, his mother's reply was just two simple words: "No thanks." But he knew

Behind these two simple words is the mother's endless love and support.

Bei Yichen looked at the words on the phone screen, and his heart was full of gratitude and happiness.

He knew that he was lucky because he had a mother who loved him so much and understood him.

He also knows that he will cherish this affection and will use his actions to repay his mother's nurturing kindness.

At that moment, when Bei's mother saw the information, her heartbeat suddenly accelerated, as if she was like a wild horse out of control, crazy and powerful.

Her palms sweated slightly, and the phone screen slid slightly over the tips of her fingers.

Her breathing became slight and rapid, and each breath brought a strange tension, as if the humidity of the air had been suddenly drained, becoming dry and scorching.

There seemed to be an indescribable anticipation flickering in front of her eyes, like a meteor streaked across the night sky, instantly igniting her heart.

However, that anticipation did not translate into ecstasy or rage, but into a deep, indescribable confusion. It was a feeling of being pulled by an unknown emotional vortex, as if she was sliding down into the abyss of the unknown.

Her body seemed to be clutched by an invisible force, and her thoughts seemed to be swept over by a huge wave, leaving her dizzy and confused.

She tried to stabilize herself, only to find that it felt like a hurricane and she couldn't resist it.

Bei's mother hurriedly pushed the phone screen towards Bei's father, her hands trembling slightly, as if the information on her phone was a crucial emergency report.

Her eyes were full of worry and nervousness, like a flickering light, always concerned about her son's safety.

After Dad North saw the information, his face instantly became serious.

His brow was furrowed, and his eyes were full of seriousness and concentration. He stroked his forehead with his hand and fell into deep thought.

Their mood was deeply shaken by the news.

"We need to contact him quickly to confirm his condition," Bei's mother said, her voice filled with anxiety and concern.

"I know," Dad North replied, his voice a little muffled, and I went to him to make sure he was okay.

Their conversation was full of tension and anxiety, but they knew they had to stay calm.