If we're fated, we might meet again

Ji Mianmian's lips trembled ...

"Miss, if there's nothing else, I'll be leaving. I still have things to do."

He reached out and pressed the down button.

"Wait a minute," Ji Mianmian called out."I ... Can you give me your contact?"

"Are all the girls in the country so open-minded these days?" he smiled.

"I beg you ... Can you ... Tell me?"

"I'm sorry ... I can 't. "He shook his head.

The elevator came up. He hesitated for a moment before walking in.

Ji Mianmian wanted to chase after him, but she could not move.

As the elevator door slowly closed, a hand suddenly reached out from inside the elevator. The door opened again and he walked out with a folded handkerchief in his hand. He handed it to Ji Mianmian."If we're fated, maybe ... We'll meet again."

Ji Mianmian looked at him but did not take it. He grabbed Ji Mianmian's hand, stuffed it into her hand, and turned to leave.