The next second, her tears fell.

In the past year, she thought that she was the only one who suffered. She never knew that her departure was a kind of injury to him.

She only wanted to fulfill his happiness

"I was I... " Yi Xiaoling forcefully bit his lip, afraid to recall what happened at that time.

That day's accident, it happened too suddenly.

She was kidnapped, and the group didn't want money. They even said they would destroy her innocence.

She desperately called his name, thinking that he could appear in front of her like every time she thought of him.

But she didn't wait for anyone

Later, she fainted, and when she woke up again, she didn't remember what happened to her.

I dare not go to the hospital.

She was afraid, even afraid to recall that night, just wanted to leave, the farther away the better, she did not know how to face him.

"Stop talking. Come with me." Yan Shuhan interrupted her memory, stood up from the grass, led her, and walked toward the manor. He took Yi Xiaoling into his study.

"Open the cupboard yourself." Yan Shuhan released her and pushed her forward.

Yi Xiaoling a Zheng, staring at the front of the cabinet, there is a moment of confusion.

The first day she came back, she secretly went to his room, turned his room upside down, but had no chance to come to his study.

Yi Xiaoling gets rid of all sorts of conjectures and goes straight forward, reaching out to open the cabinet.

In the tall cabinet, all the documents that had been held in it were missing.

The cupboard is full of pillows.

It's all hand sewn. Her favorite style.

"These pillows are..."

"After you leave, I will make a new one every month. You say you like to sleep with the pillow I sent you. I'm afraid you can't sleep without a pillow when you go abroad. I want to send it to you, but I can't contact you at all."

Yan Shuhan walked up to her and hugged her from behind, his chin against her shoulder, and his thin lips opened slightly.

"I promised you that I would always be with you, but I didn't protect you."

"No It's none of your business... " Yi Xiaoling looked at the delicate pillows in front of him. He couldn't imagine that he was so busy, but he was sewing pillows one by one.

It took him so much effort to make so many pillows, but she didn't know anything.

Just blindly hide in their own tortoise shell, push him far away.

"Come here. I have another present for you." Yan Shuhan seems to think that the stimulation given her is not enough, so he pulls Yi Xiaoling and presses her to his desk.

From the bookshelf, she pulled out a picture album and put it in front of her.

"For me?" Yi Xiaoling reached out and stroked the album in front of him. His fingertips trembled slightly and did not dare to see it.

Yan Shuhan took her hand and opened the first page for her.

What comes into view is a sketch.

A baby girl in swaddling clothes, with a small face and a few strokes, is very vivid.

Especially that pair of bright big eyes, like Yi Xiaoling, is when she was just born.

The second is her one-year-old appearance, lying in his arms and letting him nurse.

The third is when she was two years old

Yi Xiaoling, like a demon Zheng, turned back uncontrollably.

Go all the way to the last one

"Brother Han..." Yi Xiaoling, blurred by tears in front of her eyes, jumps into Yan Shuhan's arms out of control and hugs him with both hands.

"Xiao Ling, don't leave me again."

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