She said anxiously that the album had her most precious memories.

Yi Jinli frowned unconsciously, "For this album, do you even want your life? Yesterday was luck, you just had some skin trauma on your fingers. What if the area you burned is larger?"

"This album is very important to me!" Ling Yiran said.

"Can it be more important than your hands? Are you really planning to protect an album and use your hands?" His voice sank.

"It's very important. Even if my hands are destroyed, I will want to keep it." Ling Yiran took a deep breath and said. For her, this was a thought and persistence in her heart.

That was the beautiful family affection in her heart and the happiest time she once had.

Her answer made his face look ugly, and a sensation circling in his chest, angering that she didn't cherish herself like this, and that she was also angry that she cared about her body more than she did.

She didn't care whether her hands were ruined, but he cared very much and was reluctant to see her suffer a little.

"Where is my album?" She still asked him this question anxiously.

Yi Jinli let out a long breath, stood up, walked to a cabinet not far away, and handed her the burned photo album to her.

Ling Yiran then breathed a sigh of relief, carefully opened the album, and looked at the photos in the album, and his eyes couldn't help but turn red again.

Some of the photos inside have been burned, some of them have only corners left, while some of them have been burned, with only about one-fourth of the photos still intact.

Every time she turned the page, it seemed that she needed more perseverance to endure this pain.

Unexpectedly, even if it is just a photo album, she cannot protect it well.

Close the album, she murmured, "Thank you."

"What?" he looked at her.

"Thank you for taking me to the hospital for treatment last night. I... was a little out of control last night." She seemed a little embarrassed.

After all, the situation last night flashed through her mind one by one.

If it was normal, even if she wanted to cry, she wouldn't throw herself into his arms and cry. But yesterday, she was holding him and crying loudly, as if she was holding a piece of driftwood.

"Then from now on, I can only see your out of control." He leaned down and whispered to her.

This sentence is not an inquiry, but a conclusion is drawn directly.

Ling Yiran was suffocated. Yi Jinli lowered his head and glanced at her gauze-wrapped fingers again, "If you have any difficulties and troubles in the future, you can tell me not to rush forward by yourself. Also, your hand has become like this now. I have asked you for leave from the sanitation center and rest at home for a few more days."

Home? She was stunned for a moment, and then she felt a little bitter in her heart. This place was not a home for her. Or it should be said that there was no home in this city.

"I always ask for leave, and the leader may find it troublesome. I guess I will have to open it." Ling Yiran said. She also had a long vacation before the new year.

Those who sweep the road like them are all a carrot and a pit. If she doesn't go to work, it means that other colleagues will help her do her work.
Chapter completed!