Yin Yijie put down all the important and urgent things at hand to bring me out, and mobilized people to an almost exaggerated level, just to let me open my heart, live happily, and live in his love.

Of course, he firmly believed that he loved me the most and could give me happiness, so he firmly asked me to accept it.

It seems that if I don’t accept this, I am in the midst of blessings and don’t know how to be blessed. Maybe, right?

Alas, blessing, who knows.

But one thing that is certain is that you can definitely eat delicious meals at night and have a comfortable sleep in a high-end hotel.[

He will never let me suffer on these issues.

Okay, even if he acts very carnal sometimes, but love, how can it be expressed without some form?

Is it possible that I talk about it every day, but it makes me feel that life is worse than death? Ah, it’s not that serious, right?

Crazy, I feel like my brain is not working properly.

To be honest, after being idle for so many days and not taking out my notebook, I feel a little uncomfortable.

The feeling of being disarmed is very powerless and useless.

It seems that I am destined not to be a character who is taken care of by others and waits comfortably for success.

No wonder I always feel like something is missing and I feel more and more irritable; it turns out there is something "empty".

When we arrived at the hotel, before I could express myself, Yin Yijie probably had plans to "enrich" me.

I know that he is not very happy with the environmental restrictions these two days.

Alas, this can't continue like this. I have to find a way. He is like an unweaned child.

"Dong dong dong!"

Okay, the kind-hearted revolutionary comrades have come to liberate the suffering female compatriots, chicken jelly.

Yin Yijie opened the door angrily, wanting to bite anyone when he saw him.

Brian ignored him, squeezed in from the door, handed me the phone, and said:

"Your mother is sick. Breast cancer. Please listen first. We can discuss anything if anything. Don't be too sad."

Uh, this

Why did my mother get sick at this time? No wonder people said that when she first retired, her body was sick and there were pains, so

It’s not that I’m unfilial. I can’t say I’m sad or sad. I just think this feels weird.
Chapter completed!