Chapter 658

Ling still looked at Yi Jin and said after a while, "if so, then I think I have experienced so many things, maybe... To meet you, and then fall in love with you. If I didn't go through these ups and downs, maybe I wouldn't meet you at all. "

If nothing happened to her imprisonment, maybe she would marry Xiao Ziqi and continue to be a lawyer. After marriage, she might still not be able to join Xiao's family.

Of course, she may not marry Xiao Ziqi because of the opposition of her parents.

But no matter what, she would not meet him that night in such a mess, and then pick him up at home.

She and he will eventually cross like two parallel lines.

Yi Jin's eyelashes trembled a little, and then gently hugged Ling. She buried her face deep in her neck and smelled the breath from her body. "Yes, you... Must be to meet me."

But she didn't know that he had given some of the pain she had experienced. If he had a little sympathy and kindness for her, her fate would not have been like this.

There won't even be three years in prison.

Ling still only felt that Yi Jin left her hands and seemed to tremble slightly, "what's the matter with you? Is it cold? "

"Yes, it's a little cold." He murmured.

"Then I'll get a blanket and put it on you." After all, the wind at night is a little cold, and according to the rules, the door of the house is not closed at the moment of keeping the night, so the cool wind can be said to be pouring in.

Ling still said, he wanted to stand up.

Yi Jin is still holding Ling tightly with her hands. "No blanket, just hold me for a while."

Low voice, like coquettish.

Somehow, Ling still felt that Yi Jin left at this time, just like a child, looking for some comfort.

She raised her hands and gently hugged him. "Ah Jin, isn't it cold?" The voice as gentle as this movement is like the sound of nature.

Yi Jin left lightly rubbed against Ling's shoulder, "well, it's not cold."

Only she can give him peace of mind.

Once, he thought that he was not afraid of cold, even in the ice and snow, he would not feel much cold even if he was wearing thin clothes. Even if the blood became cold, he could not die.

Even every time he sat at the place where his father had died on the night of his father's death, he would think, would he be frozen to death like his father?

To live, for him, however, seems to be dead, and there is nothing to worry about.

But her hug gave him a warm feeling.

And people, when they feel what is warm, will be afraid of the cold, at the same time, also more eager for warmth.

Just like him, yearning for her.

And outside the window on the other side of the room, there is a figure, looking at the two people embracing each other in the room.