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 now." 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..." The words came out of his mouth almost with difficulty, and 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 dazed look, 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, it was the picture 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.
Chapter completed!