She stood up and didn't want to say anything more. As soon as she turned around, she was hugged. "I'm glad you said to me."

He gently surrounded her trembling body, buried her head into her neck, and sniffed the fragrance emitted from the inside out, "I will accompany you."

"Thank you." Ding Yi's eyes red, his voice was hoarse again.

Ye Nianmo pulled her hand back to the room, but did not let her fall asleep. Instead, she took her hand to the living room and only turned on a floor lamp to let the whole room be under dark.

After a while, he brought a cup of warm milk from the kitchen and handed her milk to her. "Drinking a glass of milk will be a little better."

"Thank you." Ding Yiyi took it and took a sip. The mellow milk flavor rushed into the stomach along the taste buds.

He sat beside her, picked up a book, turned to find the page number he was watching, and then read it.

Ding Yiyi looked at him sideways, and suddenly said, "Is this the case before?"

"What?" He had some doubts, raised his eyebrows to look at her, and he focused on himself.

She tried to explain clearly, so she drank a big bite of milk to make her thoughts buffer, so she said: "It just feels like an old husband and wife."

After saying these words, she took another sip, thinking, God, how can I say this!

Ye Nianmo didn't care about it at all. He closed the book. "Some people have lived for a lifetime, but they have always greeted them coldly. Even if some people live together for a day, they feel that everything is so natural."

He pulled the cover to the paper he was watching, then put the book back in situ, and then looked at her with all his heart. "The comfort in love should not be measured together."

Ding Yiyi didn't speak, she was thinking, and suddenly said, "Is my biological mother and biological father love?"

She held the empty cup's hand tightly, and she had given the answer in her heart. How could she have love, such a look, that kind of carelessness?

Ye Nianmo held her hand tightly, her voice was low, "the feelings in the world are not only one kind of love."

She lowered her head and felt his soothing, and finally said her inner words, "Isn't I was bad before, and my sister did not forgive me, my father would hurt me?"

Ye Nianmo looked at her with a hint of mercy. Poor people, how much she wanted her parents, but there were too many things in the world, how could she find one by one?

"If you are willing, I can tell you everything, as for your past as a person, judge by yourself." He said lightly.

Ding Yiyi smiled towards him, "That may be a long story, you need a cup of coffee and a large plate of cookies to listen."

Seeing her pretense easy, he got up, but his hand still held her hand, "Let's go."

Back in the room, Ding Yiyi was still a little bit embarrassed, "I might wake you up again."

In order not to increase her psychological burden, Ye Nianmo said: "I will leave when I fall asleep."

She shook her head a little guilty, "That's not OK." After talking about it, she shrank in a corner after going to bed, and then left him in most of the position.

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Ye Nianmo went to bed, fished one hand, and took the person who tried to hide from his arms, and stood the quilt for the two: "If you don't want to sleep, I will talk to you."
Chapter completed!