Ling Yiran remained silent, extremely quiet, as if she was only immersed in her own world. It was not until the doctor was about to take out the photo album in her hand that she suddenly came to her senses, holding her hands tightly

Holding the photo album tightly, "No!"

"I don't want to take it away, I just want to see the injury on your hand." Yi Jinli said softly, "Sister, give this to me and let the doctor check the injury on your hand, okay?"

The sound of "Ajie" finally made her look towards him, "A...Jin." She murmured.

"It's me," he responded. "Tell me, what exactly happened?"

Her lips trembled, and the tears that had stopped in her eyes welled up again, "It was burned. The photo album with my mother was burned."

Her voice was choked with sobs, and every time her curled eyelashes fluttered, she seemed to bring out more tears.

Yi Jinli was stunned. This half-burnt book... was this a photo album of her and her mother?

The time they lived together was enough for him to understand how important her mother was in her heart.

At this moment, the doctor finally took the opportunity to look at Ling Yiran's hands. After seeing it, he immediately began to treat Ling Yiran's burned area, clean the wound, and then bandage it.

The bruises on the back of her hands hadn't healed yet, but this time, they were injured again. The fingertips of both hands were all wrapped in gauze.

During this process, Ling Yiran remained silent, as if she didn't feel any pain. But the more she acted like this, the more distressing she became.

Yi Jinli took out the handkerchief and wiped the tears on Ling Yiran's face, "Stop crying..."

Her tears made her feel uncomfortable and made him helpless. Even if he could change things in the deep city, he could not restore the photo album of her and her mother to the original state no matter how much money he spent.

At this time, all he could do was wipe away her tears...

"It's a bit of a burn, but fortunately it's not serious. It's just that you can't touch the water with your hands, and you need to change the medicine once a day," the doctor said.

"Will there be any side effects?" Yi Jinli asked.

"These are only superficial injuries. No nerves or muscles were injured, but I'm afraid there will be some scars." The doctor said.

Yi Jinli couldn't help but frown.

After her hands were bandaged, Ling Yiran insisted on holding the half-burnt photo album in her arms again, as if she was holding her baby.

Yi Jinli pursed her thin lips tightly, picked up Ling Yiran again, strode out of the emergency room and returned to the car.

"Don't worry about leaving scars. When the injury on your hand is better, I will find an expert to help you remove scars," he said.

She slowly raised her head and her eyes fell on his face. There were still tears hanging on her eyelashes, but her eyes seemed to be gradually regaining their clarity. After a while, she said, "Sorry, I

I just lost my temper."

Tonight, when she was in pain, she regarded him as the former "Ajin" and cried bitterly to him...

Is it because it’s too painful? That’s why your thinking is confused?

"There is nothing to be sorry for. In front of me, you can always lose your temper without any scruples." He said.

Her nose suddenly became sore, and the tears that had just been stopped burst out again.

"If you really want to cry, then just cry, sister." His fingertips brushed her eyes.

The word "Sister" was like a key, opening up all the pain and sadness that she had previously suppressed and sealed.

Unable to suppress his emotions at this moment any longer, Ling Yiran said "Wow" and finally cried out.

How long had she not cried like this? How long had she known that no matter how loud she cried, no matter how many tears she shed, it would be of no use. All she could rely on was herself, and tears were nothing but tears.

Just valuable things.

But at this moment, hearing him call her "Ajie" made her think of her mother, and the little brother who had already formed in her mother's belly but had never called her "Ajie".

If her mother and brother had not left at the beginning, would she not be so lonely now, and would she also have a real family?

Ling Yiran's loud cry shocked Yi Jinli. If just now she bit her lip and cried silently, which made him feel distressed, then at this moment, he was at a loss as to what to do.

Don't even know what to do.

Seeing her tears pouring out, his whole body became extremely stiff, as if the blood and every nerve in his body were solidifying and freezing.

He had never felt so helpless before, even when his mother left him and his father and when his father froze to death in the snow, he only felt cold and pitiful.

But there will be no such helplessness.

But now, facing him crying like this, he felt the feeling of ice and fire.

He obviously hoped that she would not be in such pain, but her body was so stiff that she seemed unable to react.

At this moment, she suddenly threw herself into his arms, buried her face in his chest, and kept crying.

The tears soaked into the fabric on his chest, and seemed to have penetrated into his own body, flowing into his heart along with the flow of blood.

After a while, Yi Jinli raised his somewhat stiff hands and hugged her carefully.

If she is really that depressed and in pain, then she can cry, but... she can only cry in front of him, and he doesn't want her crying, sad and fragile look to be seen by others.

His exclusive desire for her became deeper and deeper as time went by.

When the car arrived at Yi Zhai, the driver got out of the car respectfully, but Yi Jinli did not get out of the car. He just kept his original position and hugged Ling Yiran, just to make her cry enough.

He didn't know how long it took, but her crying finally stopped. When he looked down, he saw that she had already cried herself to sleep.

Her face was covered with tears, her eyes were red and swollen from crying, and her hands were wrapped with white gauze on her fingers.

She looks so pitiable like this.

Suddenly, a cell phone rang, but it was the cell phone she had put in her pocket. Yi Jinli looked at the three words "Qin Lianyi" on the caller ID, frowned slightly, and then pressed the answer button.

"Hey, Yiran? Why aren't you at home today? Are you working overtime?" Qin Lianyi's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"She doesn't live there right now. Also, she's asleep now. If anything happens to you, call back tomorrow." Yi Jinli said, but her voice was deliberately lowered, for fear of waking up the person who was already there.
Chapter completed!