Well, go downstairs! After a day in the house, she just wants to go out for a breath of fresh air!

Nina changes her clothes for going out. She doesn't make up and her hair is still wet, and then she goes straight down.

Next to the fountain downstairs, there is a tall and handsome man, who is holding a bunch of white rose and staring at her with a smile.

"Lucien! Why are you back!" Nina's face can't help but burst into a big smile, and she runs towards him.

When she is about to rush into his arms, she suddenly remembers that this is not at home, and then she stops.

"Don't play the pure girl!" Lucien stretches out his arm and takes her directly into his arms. His chin with stubble rubs her forehead, "Did you miss me?"

There is a passer-by nearby, glancing at the two embracing people out of the corner of his eyes. Nina is a little shy. She draws herself into Lucien's arms, "Not telling you..."

"I'm sure you did. Hey, you were alone last night. You didn't fall asleep, right? You must be missing me crazily, hiding in the quilt and crying all night. Tut, tut. Look, you have got dark circles under your eyes!" Lucien is very narcissistic.

"Don't flatter yourself!" Nina snatches the rose in his hand and takes a deep breath, "It smells good! How much is it?"

"Nina! Can you stop being so tacky!" Lucien takes a look at her powerlessly and pushes her out of his arms.

Nina looks at him and smiles, "Okay! Then I'll talk about something elegant. Aren't you coming back the day after tomorrow? Why are you back today?"

Lucien raises his wrist and looks at his watch, "Come on, move. I have only three hours to accompany you."

Three hours? What this means? Nina freezes.

Lucien drags her to the underground garage, "I came here by the first flight. After three hours, I have to catch a flight back to Hartford for a meeting. You'd better hurry up, or we'll miss the movie."

What? Nina stops and pulls his sleeve, "You caught an early flight, and then turn back to Hartford at noon, just to come back and watch a movie with me?"

She looks up at him with tears in her eyes.

"Don't you really want to see the film?" Lucien raises his eyebrows, "Why are you looking at me so silly? You are stunned by my unshaven and masculine appearance, right?"

Tears trickle down her cheeks. Nina chokes and looks at Lucien, unable to speak.

On his face, there are traces of staying up all night. His eyes are red-rimmed and bloodshot. The green stubble sets off the outline of his cheek more clearly. In the middle of his two eyebrows, there is a deep mark, which shows his fatigue.

He stayed up to work and came early in the morning, just to watch a movie with her.

This man is doting on her in his way. Nina's starting to understand him, but she is very heartbroken.

"Don't cry, silly girl." Lucien clumsily wipes her tears, rubs her hair, takes her into his arms, and walks with her to the garage.

"Lucien, thank you!" Nina finally calms down and turns to look at Lucien, "Thank you for being nice to me. Thank you for loving me."

Lucien stands proudly, pointing to his lips, "Here."

Ah ha? Nina doesn't react for a while.