It's him who's talking!

"I want it, Ajin, I want you!" Whose voice is this? It's... it's Ling Yiran's voice!

Yi Jinli stared at Ling Yiran fiercely, and touched his temple with one hand. His head felt as if it was being pricked by a sharp needle, and waves of pain were spreading.

"Yiran, if you want me, then you can never leave me in the future, never!"

"No, Ajin, I won't leave you!"

"Still...still..."

He kept calling her name, as if this name was extremely important to him...

His head... hurts so much! And those broken pictures passed quickly in front of his eyes, but he couldn't catch them.

What are these voices and these conversations going on? Is this... the conversation he had with her back then?

"Master, do you have a headache again?" Uncle Guan on the side noticed Yi Jinli's strange behavior and hurriedly stepped forward.

Yi Jinli took a deep breath, but what came out of his mouth was a groan. This time, the headache was stronger than before.

Ling Yiran, who was originally holding Yi Qianmo, quickly rushed to Yi Jinli and asked nervously, "What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

At this moment, Yi Jinli's face was pale, with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, his eyebrows were furrowed, one hand was pressing on his temple, and there was a hint of pain in his deep eyes.

"The young master must have a headache. I'll ask Dr. Fang to come here right away." The housekeeper said and hurriedly made a call.

Ling Yiran looked at Yi Jinli and quickly took out a tissue to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

But before her hand touched his forehead, it was suddenly clasped by his hand.

"What...are you going to do..." This sentence came out of his mouth almost with difficulty. His voice was even trembling because of his headache.

"I just want to help you wipe your sweat." Ling Yiran said. At this moment, his fingers pinched her wrist. It hurt. But she didn't show it at all on her face. "You are in pain right now."

? Stop talking. The more you talk, the more painful it will be. Just hold on for a while, and it will be fine when the doctor comes."

Her voice was gentle but had a certain strength, as if... this voice could give him peace of mind.

And in his mind, another broken picture seemed to flash through his mind.

"Do you have a stomachache? Ajin, wait for me, I'll buy medicine and I'll be back in a while..." The same voice sounded in his ears, making him feel like he was in a trance.

What is reality and what is the past?

He looked at her with a sense of trance, as if he saw her and him in the past, in a simple rental house. She looked at him with worry on her face, and then in the dark night

, ran out of the house...

And the pain continues... it's the past and it's the present.

I don’t know how long it took, but there was a picture in my mind of her coming back. She opened the door, ran to him with the medicine, "Ajin, I bought the medicine..."

She came back, she didn't abandon him...

"Sister..." A broken moan/moan escaped from his mouth.

When these two words were spoken, Ling Yiran and Yi Jinli were stunned at the same time.

How long has it been since she heard him call her Ajie... Ling still looked at the person in front of him blankly. There was a time before, even if they were dating, he would occasionally call her Ajie in private.

Because to him, she is not only the person he loves, but also his family.

He said that calling her sister would make him feel less lonely.

Ling Yiran raised the other wrist that was not held by him, gently brushed the wet hair on his forehead, and then slowly put his hand on his forehead, "Ajin, I'm here

, just lie down for a while and wait for the doctor to come."

He stared at her, as if his headache at the moment was nothing compared to the shock in his heart.

Why...why did he call her sister just now?! Even this title was so familiar to him, as if he had called her a million times before.

"You-" He spoke out a word with difficulty, as if he wanted to ask her something.

"Okay, don't talk for now. You have a headache right now and it's easy to bite your tongue when you talk. When your headache goes away later, I will tell you whatever you want to ask." Ling Yiran said, "You ask me first

Let go of your hand and let me rub it for you for a while, it might make you feel better."

His dark eyes stared at her for another moment, then he slowly closed his eyes and loosened his fingers.

Her wrist, which had been bound, was finally freed.

There was an obvious red mark on his wrist, and it still hurt a little when he raised his hand. But at this time, Ling Yiran didn't care about his wrist at all, but raised his hands and gently massaged Yi Jinli's forehead.

With.

Although her gestures were gentle, they had just the right amount of strength. As she rubbed his forehead, her body naturally leaned toward him, and the tip of his nose seemed to be touched by her breath.

As if enveloped.

Her breath seemed to soothe his pain, making his brows gradually relax.

Ling Yiran saw that Yi Jinli's face was no longer as pale as before, and finally breathed a sigh of relief, then turned to look at the two children standing aside.

Yi Qianmo's small body seemed to be stretched straight, and his small face was also tense, and his small mouth almost became a straight line. There was a hint of worry and fear in his dark eyes.

Xiao Jin, on the other hand, was standing next to Xiao Mo, holding his brother's hand firmly with one hand, and looking at this scene curiously with his apricot eyes that were still similar to Ling's.

"Okay, don't worry, the doctor will be here soon," Ling Yiran said.

But Yi Qianmo's little face was still tight and did not relax because of Ling Yiran's words.

But it was only then that he realized that his hand was actually being held by another small hand.

He instinctively wanted to throw away the hand, but the other person's grip was so firm that he didn't even let go.

"Are you scared?" Yi Qianjin asked, blinking.

"I...I didn't..."

As a result, Yi Qianmo's little friend was hugged by the other party before he finished what he said, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. We must be brave children. When the doctor comes, daddy will be fine!"

His little body stiffly accepted the hug. Yi Qianmo only felt that this hug was completely different from the feeling of his mother holding him just now, but... there was also a feeling that made him feel very familiar.
Chapter completed!