Xu Haoran smiled at Xia Yihan and looked at Ye Nianmo with unhurt eyes. Xia Yihan gently wants to touch Ye Nianmo's head to comfort him. Ye Nianmo shrinks his head and runs out with Xia Yihan's hand.

On the lawn of the hospital, Ye Nianmo squatted beside the stuffy weeding and cast a huge shadow in front of him. When he looked up and saw the visitors, Ye Nianmo lowered his head in disappointment, thinking that he would be scolded again.

Ye Zimo's face can't see the mood, only the voice shows the gentleness that ordinary people can't hear: "Ye Nimo, stand up."

Ye Nianmo stirred his fingers, stood...