"Enough." Ding Yiyi drank and threw bread and water out of the window. "I can't touch bread and water. If I'm dying, everyone will die together!"

At night, Ye Nianmo hugged Ding Yiyi in his room on the third floor. "Why not just now? Now I'm hungry."

Ding Yiyi shook his head and lay on his side, listening to a powerful heart beat.'Very hungry, but also very happy. If I had eaten alone, it would not only block my stomach, but also my heart.

"Sleep." Ye Nianmo kissed the top of her hair.

Ding Yiyi closed his eyes.'I didn't think you could remember those marks, which I learned from my...