Qin Zelun didn't ask me about Ye Jingchong, and I didn't plan to tell him.

What can be said? I do not know. My heart was cold and there was only silence, and I didn't know what to do in the future. Maybe I should find Ye Jingchong and bring Allen back. Allen is my son, not just him.

At night, a man lies in bed.

I would hear Qin Zelun's heavy breathing throughout the ward, his handsome face was not calm in the dim light, and a moan of almost pain came into my ears, like a shackle that pressed on me and could not break free.

He's like this because of me. If Qin Zelun hadn't met me in his life, he would still be a high-ranking business elite, and he would have had his happy life, instead of lying in this hospital full of the smell of disinfectant and losing his former spirit.

This is not the Qin Zelun I know. And if he is not good for a day, this set of moral shackles on me will not be able to be untied for a day. What right do I have to be selfish enough to leave him behind and live my own happy life? No one can be so selfish.

And so I was half-asleep and half-awake until the next day.

It was really the good weather that Qin Zelun expected.

With the doctor's approval, I pushed Qin Zelun to walk on the road. Flanked by lush trees, he leaned back in his chair and wore loose clothes over his upper body, and from my vantage point I could see the layers of gauze wrapping around him. It's hard to imagine how shocking scars can be left on even healed skin.

Walking under the shade, I crouched down and straightened the blanket on his lap for him.

Summer is coming to an end, and a cool wind is already blowing. I was just about to get up, but Qin Zelun whispered, 'Don't move,' and I froze. Qin Zelun's hand stayed on the top of my head, and the itchy touch spread instantly. He left his hand and handed a small leaf to my eyes: "Dropped in my hair." ”

"Thank you." I gently patted the palm of his hand, and the leaves fell to the ground quietly, and disappeared from his palm lightly.

Qin Zelun held my hand.

His gaze was sincere, and it fell on my slightly raised face.

"Qin Zelun, I ......"

"Don't speak." He looked at me and said, "Just let me look at you for a moment." His hand squeezed my little hand in the palm of his hand, and I only heard his warm voice ring in my ears, and he said that he had wanted to do this a long time ago, taking my hand and walking down the tree-lined avenue.

"Remember when I picked you up from school? That time, you got into trouble, and I, the parent, went to school. A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, and he looked at my face as if he was reminiscing about the past.

"You're standing in the office, and you're at a loss when you see me coming in - you like to put your hands behind your back when you're nervous, I don't know if this habit still exists?"

My eyes were a little moist.

"Later, I led you out. Just walking on the school road, it was summer at that time, the stone road was very long, and you held my hand and never let go......"

I smiled wryly: "That's because I'm afraid you'll be angry." Also, I actually made a mistake just to get your attention. ”

"I know."

Qin Zelun patted my head and said, "Fool, how could I not know." ”

Your every move, even if it doesn't fall in my eyes, someone will find a way to tell me. When did you lose your temper, when were you punished by the teacher for standing, when did you sneak into my study and only stare at the place where I sit...... It was only because of my mistake that we were separated for so long.