Ye Nianmo let go, Hai Zhuohuan was right. Love is the only thing in the world that can't come. He can only hope that one day his silly sister will be able to enlighten herself.

Hai Zhuohuan watched Ye Nianmo's back. His angry face slowly changed until his mouth raised a smile. No mistake. Pain, Ye Nianmo and Ye Chuqing. I tasted your pain more than ten years ago.

"The wound has been worsening in Chuqing recently." Ye Nianmo said one last sentence and took a deep look before leaving.

Night covers the ward. In the advanced ward, a figure slowly opens the door and goes to Ye Chuqing's window....