"Many times, you lie by my side and breathe long, but sometimes I wonder what I should do if one day you stay here and never wake up." Ye Zimo stared at Xia Yihan's eyes and said slowly.

Ye Zimo's tone was faint, Xia Yihan felt the other side's uneasiness, and slowly extended his hand around the man's shoulder: "If there really was that time, I will tell you, I want a good sleep, you don't wait for me any more."

Yezi ink feels the temperature of Xia Yihan, and its eyes are so tender that they cannot be added. "Grunt." Xia Yihan awkwardly retreated to cover his stomach.

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