Ye Nianmo only frowned when he heard his words. "I thought I had made it clear to you."

Ding Yiyi curled up impatiently from his warm pocket and quickly cooled his palm. He said impatiently, "I don't want to see her. If you want to be with me, you can't choose her."

"I said she was my responsibility, after all, she was bullied for me." Ye Nianmo looked at her somewhat puzzled and saw snowflakes falling on her stiff shoulders, as if she would be taken away from her side in the next second.

His heart moved, trying to reach for her, but he grabbed an empty hand, his hand...