Now the room looks more like the one before she went to jail.
If there's anything about mother... Then in those days, she collected all the relics about mother in the box under the bed.
Ling still went to the bedside, to drag the box out from the bottom of the bed.
"I will!" Yi Jin squats down and helps Ling pull out the box under the bed.
In the room, the dust raised and dirty his clothes.
"Sorry." She said. She knew that, in fact, he was always happy. Except for her and his life in the rental house at the beginning, he would hardly let himself be stained with any dust on weekdays.
"What's so sorry about this? Do you have to help your women? Isn't that what men should do?" Yi Jin leaves the way.
Own woman... These words, let Ling still face suddenly red. But then all her attention fell on the box in front of her.
Here, the clothes and headwear that she left, the paintings that her mother and she drew together, and the small toys that she bought, when she was older, were all packed into this box.
It's a pity that when her mother died, she was too young. Most of her remains were lost. When she was older, there were not many things about her mother left.
Ling still opened the box, looking at the familiar things in the box, his eyes could not help but red.
Still, these things... Still!
When she came out of prison, she once wanted to take these things out, but her father didn't let her. Even her and her mother's album was finally obtained in such a way that it was almost burnt down.
She thought that these things might have been thrown away by her father, or she could not get them back at all.
But unexpectedly, it reappeared in front of her.
Tears gushed out of her eyes and rolled down her cheeks.
Yi Jin from tiny frown, raise hand to wipe her tears gently, "I do these, not let you cry."
Her tears, whenever he saw them, would make him feel heartache.
"I'm happy to see these things again." Ling is still saying that there are tears in her eyes, but the corners of her lips are rising, just like what she said, she is happy!
With his fingers on her chin, he leaned over and kissed the tears on her face. "Then just smile, no tears. Still, I hope you can smile more."
"Good." She snuffled and tried to stop the tears, and her hands, around his neck, "ah Jin, thank you."
"Have you thanked before?" He said.
"Thank you before, not now." Ling still said, "if I don't have you, maybe I can't see these things of my mother in my life. It's you who helped me find them again."
"I just want you to be happy." He said he would do anything for her if she was happy.
"I'm very happy." Ling still said, he kissed his lips actively, trying to convey her joy, her gratitude and her love to him.
He passively accepted her kiss and allowed her to entangle with him.
This kiss, he is willing to be dominated by her, with all her.
In this world, only her can do this to him!