She stayed at Yuan Family Village for three days, then spent a few days on the road, totaling six days without a bath, and she could hardly stand it anymore.
Lan Xin Ai returned to the old house, saw the familiar room and familiar scenes, her nose tingled, and tears started streaming down again.
The next second, a man's large hand reached out and wiped her tears away completely.
"Wife, I won't let you cry anymore."
Xi Yemo scooped her up and carried her into the bathroom of the room.
Bittersweet longing intertwined within their souls, and it felt so prolonged that Lan Xin Ai thought she was about to merge with him.
Xi Yemo kissed every inch of the little woman's skin, suddenly stopped at her calf, and gently stroked a spot with his finger.
Lan Xin Ai felt ticklish and numb, seeing him staring at a particular spot, her calf slightly recoiled.
"Don't move." The man clasped her calf with his big hand, staring at the scar: "What happened here."
"I accidentally fell."
