Find Me In Your Labyrinth

Jonathan was driving and said in a low voice, “Mr. Tucker wanted you to play the lead role in his movie, but I turned him down for you.”

Estelle was taken aback, and instinctively asked, “How did you know?”

Jonathan chuckled, “I’m the biggest investor for this movie now, so of course I know everything.”

“I know you don’t like being in the spotlight, so I didn’t ask for your opinion. You’re not mad at me, right?” Jonathan asked.

“No.” Estelle replied, looking down. Actually she had already turned down Mr. Tucker multiple times.

With the investor stepping in this time, Mr. Tucker should finally stop pestering her.

“How are you going to thank me?” the man asked.

profile illuminated by the evening glow. His features were distinct, his expression serious. She couldn’t

would you like me to thank

about you treat me to dinner tonight!”

such a simple request,

man smiled at her, his

away and didn’t respond.

to the Yum Yum Bakery. He walked in front, and she followed

turned back and chuckled, “Hurry up, are you still counting the steps? Haven’t you figured out how many there are yet?” Estelle looked up at him. The sky was darkening, the dim light filtered through the leaves. The man’s gaze was profound, his lips curved with a hint of

even the shadows of the branches were deeply etched

she would walk these stone steps step by step. Jonathan’s pace was always quick, and he would occasionally stop and wait for her, teasingly asking if she was counting the

end, he would always take her hand and get her to keep up with his

if he could see right through her. But Estelle calmed herself down and said,

at her for a while before turning around and continuing to walk. Estelle quickly