"What happened today? I think you're coming back later than usual." Ding Yiyi stretched out his hand to cover the back of his hand and asked faintly.

Ye Nian-mo's tone is as usual, with a unique indifference, "Nothing. There was a traffic jam on the road today, so I came back late.

He sat beside her, reached out and held her hand, felt the cold in her hand, and increased the strength of her hand.

"I'm sorry." Ding Yiyi suddenly apologized. She looked into his eyes, which showed obvious pain.

He kissed her, and did not ask for the answers, but told her in his own way that no matter...