"Do you remember what you told me?"

"Now you want to send me with money?"

"Think I'm a beggar?"

Zhou Yi is heart-wrenching.

"Nope". Wen Nanzhi shook his head desperately.

"I know I owe you nothing in my life."

"But I just want to do something for you."

She sobbed for a while, and then recklessly reached out to wrap her hand around Zhou Yi's waist, their height difference was a cut off, and her forehead was just against Zhou Yi's chest.

"I broke my promise."

"It's me who is sorry for you".

With such a whisper, Zhou Yi's heart suddenly softened, and he raised his hand to touch Wen Nanzhi's head, but realized that he was not qualified.

They have grown up, and they are no longer young boys and girls with hazy affection, Wen Nanzhi has married and become a wife, so naturally someone will take care of them.

Zhou Yi had planned the future with Wen Nanzhi, but they were destined to be inseparable after all.

"I did it willingly".

Zhou Yi's hand stuck in mid-air clenched into a fist, he sighed, raised his head slightly, thousands of days and nights in prison, he had also looked at the starry sky from afar, maybe it was a different mood, and he was actually happy at the moment.

"Wen Nanzhi".

"Am I important to you?" Zhou Yi still didn't ask the sentence he wanted to ask the most, his mood was very complicated, and he was most afraid that he wouldn't get the answer he wanted.

"Important".

"You are the most important person to me".

"Really?" Zhou Yi cupped Wen Nanzhi's face, and his eyebrows were full of joy.

He was content, and despite ten years of freedom, he never regretted it.

"Hmm". Wen Nanzhi's head nodded halfway, and Zhou Yi's lips were covered, and the touch was cold, which was different from what he remembered.

Wen Nanzhi's first kiss was given to Zhou Yi, and she remembered very well that the sun was setting that day, crimson dyed half of the sky, and the huge playground was full of students wearing blue and white school uniforms.

"Zhouyi". It was the first time she shouted Zhou Yi's name so boldly.

"Uncle policeman, I beg you to spare him."

Wen Nanzhi's knees were weak, and he almost knelt on the ground, but Zhou Yi stopped him with his foot, and shouted: "Sixth son, take care of her."

"Hmm". The yellow-haired Liuzi wiped the tears from his face and carefully helped Wen Nanzhi up.

"Don't cry". Zhou Yi smiled, revealing a row of white teeth.

The young man is still immature in mind, but he is much calmer than his peers, and even if he has put on his hands*, there is no fear on his face.

"Zhou Yi, I'm sorry".

"I'm the one who has caused you." Wen Nanzhi broke free from the shackles of the sixth son and buried his head in Zhou Yi's chest.

"Don't talk nonsense". Zhou Yi reprimanded, he was never reluctant, this time he was afraid that Wen Nanzhi's nonsense would arouse the suspicion of others.

"I know you're smart, so don't let me die in vain."

"Hmm".

Wen Nanzhi woke up with these words, she sobbed for a while, and slowly raised her head, leaving a large flush on her smooth little face.

She stared at Zhou Yi, the young man's eyebrows and eyes had not yet fully opened, and he was a little immature and even more fearless.

"Zhou Yi, I will guard you".

"I'll keep you for the rest of my life". Wen Nanzhi is not good at saying beautiful words, and her restraint can only be understood by Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi responded very solemnly, for this sentence he felt that everything was worth it.

Perhaps, at this time, Wen Nanzhi just wants his life, and he will not hesitate to give it.

"Zhou Yi, take care".

Without warning, Wen Nanzhi stood on tiptoe and stuck to it, and the rest of the words were blocked in his throat.