The little guy followed his own father's gaze and looked towards Qin Yuanyuan as well. Immediately, two pairs of similar black eyes fixed on her.

Hearing this, Lu Ziyi somewhat jumped up in joy, but Yihan did the same: "Oya …"

In the first three years of Yihan's life, his father did not participate.

"This is …" What Yihan wants. " she murmured.

His eyes looked at her solemnly, and then smiled with a hint of understanding and bitterness: "Yeah, this is what Yihan wanted." As long as it was for her son's sake, even if he had to make her feel wronged, she would still be willing to do it.

Lu Ziyi took off his outer robe, put it on, and laid down beside Yihan. The little fellow was lying between his parents with a contented expression on his face. Although it was very comfortable sleeping with Uncle Ye and Ye Xiaoxiao, but what he wanted the most was to sleep with his father's mother.

"Yihan is so happy now!" Right now, not only did she see her father's mother, she could also sleep with him.

Qin Yuanyuan turned off the light and gently patted her son: "Be good and go to sleep."

Maybe the little guy was already very tired, and did not ask Qin Yuanyuan to tell him any more bedtime stories. Not long later, he fell into a deep sleep.

In the darkness, Qin Yuanyuan was still awake. Even though there was Yihan in between them, lying on the same bed like this, she still could clearly feel Lu Ziyi's existence.

His shallow breathing, his breathing … The distance between them was so close, it was as though her body could easily collide with the other party's limbs with just a slight movement.

Previously, sleeping with him seemed like a normal occurrence, but now, it was both unfamiliar and familiar.

Abruptly, her hand inadvertently touched his. Qin Yuanyuan was startled for a moment, but following that, she instinctively retracted her hand.

"If you don't want to stay in the same bed as me now, I can leave." His voice suddenly sounded within the darkness.

"No need, I'm just sleeping with Yihan." She paused for a moment before speaking.

However... Is that all? Lu Ziyi's gaze moved past the little fellow in the middle and focused on Qin Yuanyuan who was beside the little guy.

In a nearly pitch-black environment, with his night vision, he was still able to clearly see her face. "Then are you afraid?"

"What?" She didn't understand what he meant.

"Afraid that I would lie here and do something more outrageous to you?" His voice contained a faint coldness.

"I'm not afraid." she said.

"If not, then why did you withdraw your hand like that earlier?" He asked, "You only touched my hand once, but it was as if you encountered a flood and fierce beasts."

He dodged so quickly, as if he was disgusted by the contact.

"I'm not afraid." Qin Yuanyuan denied again: "I just happened to bump into you a while ago, and then we accidentally separated."

"Is that so? "Then prove it to me." he said.

Proof? How to prove it? Qin Yuanyuan had not yet remembered to ask his doubts, but in the next moment, he had accurately grabbed her right hand, and firmly held her hand in his palm.

When she was about to blurt out her surprise, she forcefully held it in. Because he was afraid that too much of a movement would wake his sleeping son, Qin Yuanyuan could only gently twist his wrist. But his hand was still firmly holding hers, preventing her from breaking free.

His hand. It was cold, and there was a chill in the center of his heart, "Yuanyuan, actually, the person you're afraid of, should be me." His voice once again rang out in the darkness.

Qin Yuanyuan was stunned, the struggle in her wrist could not help but stop.

"Every time when I thought that what I was afraid of was this, you would let me discover that what I was afraid of was not only this." He did not stop.

"I don't know what to do to make you believe that I won't make the mistake I did that year again. But I love everything about you, even if it's your hatred or loathing, it will make me want to … At the very least, it means that you still have me in your heart.

His words were like a whisper that continuously flowed into her ears, causing her heart to suddenly feel pain.

In the darkness, she felt him slowly pull her hand towards him. Then, a different kind of cool yet soft sensation touched her palm.

His lips.

He was kissing her palm, gently, as if with a kind of piety and concentration.

"Yuanyuan, what should I do in order to let you know … Tell me what to do. If you say that you want my life so that you can believe me, I can immediately give it to you … "

His lips gently kissed each and every finger of hers. His lips were slightly cold, but it caused her fingers to feel as if they were on fire.

His hand seemed to have lost all of its strength. He didn't even have the strength to struggle. Her fingertips and palm were all stained with his aura, and his aura was still constantly spreading …

Once, she thought that from now on, she would completely put him down, and she would no longer feel pain for him. However, his kiss and his words made her heart ache once again.

It was as if something was constantly pounding her heart, causing her to feel unbearable pain …

… ….

Qin Yuanyuan didn't know when she fell asleep. Only when the morning sunlight passed through the curtains and shone under her eyes did she abruptly open her eyes as if she had awakened from her stupor. Then, when she saw her son beside her sleeping, she heaved a sigh of relief.

Great, Yihan is safe and sound!

Unexpectedly, her eyes met with a pair of familiar black eyes … It's Lu Ziyi!

He woke up? Or perhaps … Had he never slept? In the depths of his eyes, there was still a hint of black, but it didn't affect his countenance at all. His two good-looking brows were lightly knitted together, as if something was plaguing his heart.