"Ling'er... don't ask." Yi Haiyin's face showed obvious resistance, and the expression in Yan Ling's eyes revealed an unconcealable sadness.

It's like the pain hidden in my heart, suddenly mentioned.

He even stretched out his hand to cover Yan Ling's eyes, not wanting her to see him now.

"Even if we want to be together for the rest of our lives, will you keep hiding from me?" Yan Qiqi asked with a little disappointment when he was shaking under his fingertips.

She didn't want to explore his privacy, but she had an inexplicable intuition. His illness was not that he could not be cured, but he had not opened his heart to face his own knots.

"..." Yi Haiyin's body shook, and she heard it from her mouth for a lifetime, making his eyes burst with indescribable light, dazzling.

Yi Haiyin reached out and pressed her into his arms, hugged her tightly, and lowered his head to kiss the top of her hair.

"With Ling'er...you can tell." Yi Haiyin's voice is very clear and shallow, even a little cold, not as cold as himself, just telling a story flatly.

But Yan Ling heard an incredible tragedy from his mouth.

She could not even imagine that there would be such cruel relatives in this world...

"Yi Haiyin, it's all over. You are fine now. Your language barrier is not retribution. The doctor said it was a fright in the fetus. It is all right now. Don't impose the past on yourself."

Yan Ling was distressed and refused to let him continue, but just reached out and hugged him, wanting to give him warmth and support.

"Can you forget?" Yi Haiyin's cold eyes were covered with a dazed, uncertain look at Yan Ling, as if seeking approval.

"Of course! It’s not your business at all. After so many years, you have been tortured enough, that matter should have been let go, otherwise, what do you let your parents do? You are like this, not your retribution, yes For them, it is not your fault at all!"

Yan Ling got up from the flower field, actively leaned into Yi Haiyin's arms, held his face in both hands, and stared at his eyes.

"Yi Haiyin, when you look at me, it's for me, forget the language barrier, you can do it."

"..." Yi Haiyinzi's pupils tightened, looking at pure eyes, his palms were silently clenched.

"Don't you have anything special you want to tell me?" Yan Ling pouted pretending to be angry.

"Yes." Yi Haiyin responded very simply.

"Then say it!" Yan Ling encouraged him happily.

"Ling'er, I want you, are you willing to give it to me now?" Yi Haiyin stared at her and asked very solemnly.

"This is what you want to tell me the most?" Yan Ling is really angry now!

After being annoyed, he was choked out by the upright Yi Haiyin.

It was she who forced him to say that if she was angry at this time, she would appear to be overweight.

Don't be angry... What he said just now is too shy. If she is not angry at all, will it be her consent?

Here in broad daylight, in his mind, he only thought about that kind of shame!

"Yi Haiyin, I really misunderstood you!"

How did he pretend that he was usually cold and arrogant, and his isolation from the whole world? She actually believed it. It was completely misleading!

He is simply a hungry wolf!

"Ling'er, you let me say it."