The two didn't need to say much; they shared a silent understanding.
Yun Miao smiled and patted Yun Ya's head: "I have to go, or else your husband might come looking for me to fight."
Yun Ya tugged at his sleeve, and said proudly, "He wouldn't dare."
"Brother, don't go."
Yun Miao sighed: "I don't want to be separated from you either, but you've married now and are a mom to two babies. You need to think more about the babies. I'll visit you whenever I can."
Yun Ya's eyes glistened with tears; she'd found herself crying more since she got pregnant, and after giving birth, her emotions were even more fragile. Just thinking about Yun Miao leaving made her want to drop everything and go with him.
Over the years, Yun Miao had become an inseparable part of her life.
"You must take care of yourself, eat on time, sleep on time, don't overwork, video call me every day..." Yun Ya nagged, and Yun Miao nodded gently, agreeing to everything.
