Yang Yixiao lay on the guardrail, feeling the coolness brought by the breeze over and over again, while squinting at the city lights under the starry sky.

"When I used to be unhappy, I liked to stand on a high place and look down on everything, and at this time I would feel that everything was not so important."

“……”

"Yang Yixiao." Yun Qianmian suddenly shouted at Yang Yixiao.

"Huh?" Yang Yixiao replied lazily.

The black hair fluttered gently in the wind, and the gray city was reflected in the half-squinted eyes, compared to the feeling she gave Yun Qianmian before, she seemed to disappear at any time at this time, thinking that they were two individuals who had nothing to do with this world.

Yun Qianmian doesn't care what he does to him anymore? He just wanted to see her smile from the bottom of her heart.

"You're a lot like my mother."

Yang Yixiao did not react.

"You don't want to do that again, okay?" sound, with a hint of supplication. He knew that she was just like his mother at the time, and he knew deep down that if he didn't do something, he would regret it for the rest of his life.

Yang Yixiao finally had a hint of reaction, she straightened up and just turned around to ask why, she was surrounded by a burst of warmth.

Yun Qianmian saw her thin back and felt a trace of distress in her heart, wanting to hug this seemingly strong but very fragile person. The body moved involuntarily. He felt the figure in his arms stiffen visibly, but thankfully she didn't push him away.

In fact, if it were normal times, she would have pushed him away a long time ago, turned around and left without mercy. However, the warmth behind Yang Yixiao made him reluctant to push him away.

How many years, how many years no one has held her in their arms like this. Yang Yixiao's eyes were a little moist. She doesn't remember either, ten years? Eleven years? Or even longer.

"You're really like my mother." Yun Qianmian's voice trembled a little, but he said extremely firmly, "I, Yun Qianmian, swear to you that as long as I am in one day, I will definitely protect you, help you, and accompany you." ”

Yang Yixiao didn't respond to him, just stayed quietly, as if he hadn't heard what he said.

Yun Qianmian was a little apprehensive.

It seemed like a century had passed, and Yang Yixiao finally answered him.

"Okay."

Chapter 11 of "The World's Favor: May You Be Safe for a Life": The oath is in the hand, please wait a moment,

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