Leaf ink glanced at Ye Nian Mo, and then turned to leave.

Xia Yihan turned around and grinded Ye Nian-mo's injured arm painfully. "Baby, how are you doing? Let me see the doctor."

"Mom, I'm fine." Ye Nianmo wiped the blood from his lips. He lay on the ground and looked at the ceiling without restraint, thinking of Ding Yiyi.

Xia Yi sat down on the ground, too. She asked softly, "People have to make many decisions in their life, and it's hard to regret after they have made them."

"I have no regrets, even if I do it again, or I can't forgive her, nor can I forgive myself."...