"I want to be alone for a while." Xia Yihan wants to shake off his hands. The leaves grasp Xia Yihan and bend over to break Xia Yihan's shoulders to themselves.

"Do you have anything you want to say to me? As long as you say it, nothing will happen to me." Ye Zimo's voice was hoarse, and his eyes looked at Xia Yihan secretly.

Xia Yihan was still sad that Yezimo had just blamed himself. He didn't even think about what Yezimo had said. He threw his head aside and said quickly, "I have nothing to say."

"Is that so?" Leaf Mo loosens Xia Yihan's shoulders and murmurs in...