Lena softly chuckled and nodded, then shook her head.
Chris did not quite understand what she meant. Lena did not explain but simply continued walking along the street, with Chris following behind.
The evening breeze carried a gentle chill, and the moon shone in the night sky, resembling a silver plate. Its soft light covered them and filled the city with a peaceful feeling.
The feeling of having someone by her side felt really nice. Lena had been missing this feeling for too long.
"Lena, you're not planning to walk all the way back, are you?"
She stopped in her tracks and turned to look at him.
Mr. Special Forces looked anxious, but his eyes were filled with anticipation.
"Well..." Lena's voice was soft. "Are you going to take me back?"
"I won't take you back." Chris chuckled. "I want to treat you to a late-night snack."
"Huh?"
Without waiting for further explanation, Chris took Lena's hand and ran.
Lena's heart jolted. Her rational mind wanted to pull away, but her fingers held on tightly.
As the wind brushed past her lips when they ran, it carried a faintly sweet scent. Lena giggled and ran harder.
Before long, Chris brought her to a small pizza parlor. The sign was not large, but the place was very clean. The owner was a genial middle-aged man, his voice booming as he welcomed them. His laughter was especially hearty.
It was already late at night, and no other patrons were in the shop.
Chris led Lena to a table by the window and ordered two small pizzas.
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