"Okay." Ye Nianmo replied crisply. He kneaded the paper ball in his hand, and the sound it made made Ding Yiyi tremble again.

Suddenly, he took out a lighter and lit a fire in front of her. The orange fire gradually spread and expanded. He just held the palm of his hand, his eyes unclear under the light of the fire.

Seeing that the fire was about to burn his palm, Ding Yiyi suddenly swept the fire ball away from his hand, and tears flowed down without warning.

Slender fingers touched her cold cheek, Ye Nianmo looked painful, "Why are you crying? Did you also hear the cry in my heart?"

In an irresistible gesture, he tightened her palm to cover his chest, his eyes full of sadness.

"I'm sorry." Ding Yiyi could only bow her head and apologize.

Her hand was let go, Ye Nianmo came close to her, leaned down and rested his head on her neck, nibbling gently, as if he was enjoying the most delicious thing in the world.

"I agree to all your requests, but don't leave me, okay?" His voice was soft and slow, with pleading.

Ding Yiyi raised her head and cried. Her tears slid into the corners of her mouth along the texture of her skin. Her taste buds tasted bitterness, which reached into her heart.

Suddenly, Ye Nianmo pulled away from her. He stood two steps away, his expression returned to his usual calm look, as if the vulnerability just now was just an illusion.

"If," he paused before continuing, "if Aoxue is the only obstacle between us, then I will be good to her, good enough to satisfy you."

When he saw Ding Yiyi's body trembling, he laughed at himself: "I never thought that my marriage would be lost to a mental patient."

Ding Yiyi wanted to tell him that was not the case, but Ye Nianmo had already turned around and left before she could say anything.

He opened the door, and the scraps of paper at Ding Yiyi's feet were fluttering gently. Some were stuck on the blue curtains, and some fluttered out of the window.

Ding Yiyi stared blankly at his figure disappearing around the corner of the corridor, and suddenly felt flustered. It felt as if she suddenly woke up in a dense forest, and the surroundings were terrifyingly quiet. There were no people, no animals, only herself.

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"Nianmo!" She shouted hysterically, then ran out following his trail.

The servant was in the living room. Seeing her running out the door barefoot, he quickly said: "Madam!"

Ding Yiyi ran out of the door. It was already around six or seven in the evening, the sky was the darkest blue-gray, and there were neighbors walking around with two golden retrievers.

She only had time to see the tail lights of Ye Nianmo's car. He was driving very, very fast and was out of sight in the blink of an eye.

The golden retriever ran to her feet and sniffed her ankles. The woman walking nearby quickly stopped and looked at Ding Yiyi with sympathy and understanding in her expression.

For a long time, until the pain in her feet became unbearable, she turned around and walked back home.
Chapter completed!