She suddenly panicked, even more unwilling to extend her hand. The blackened thing in front of her was just like a branding iron that would burn.
He unlocked the phone himself, fiddled with the settings a bit, then grabbed her finger and pressed it on the HOME button.
Tu Hengsha watched as the gray fingerprint on the screen was gradually filled with red from various angles.
From then on, his phone contained her mark.
It was like obtaining a key to unlock the door to a treasure, revealing a new world.
She was momentarily dazed. Where was this fingerprint pressed? On the phone, or on the heart?
"Open it," he said.
What he showed her was his WeChat messages, familiar and unfamiliar names flashing brightly, burning her eyes. She didn't want to look, but still couldn't help glancing.
Among them was Su Rongxing, the one most catching her eye.
