No matter how much mistake she makes, Qi Ye will always be the person who feels most sorry for her.

There was a strange sound on the edge of the window, and Qi Ye raised his eyes to look.

A pair of plain white hands pushed open the glass, a white and thin leg stretched in from the outside, followed by another, the arc of the legs apart fell into his eyes, Qi Ye's cold gaze went all the way up, and the desire and fire that had just been suppressed were ready to move again.

Ye Weilan jumped down from the windowsill, happily rushed over and hugged him, and said softly: "Qi Ye, I have a cold...... After speaking, he sneezed very appropriately.

Qi Ye didn't say anything, walked to the window and closed the window tightly, turned around to see his daughter-in-law looking at him pitifully with her eyes open, naked. The exposed feet curled up uneasily.

Qi Ye came over and picked her up, walked to the side of the bed and lifted the quilt to put the person in, the quilt was warm, and Ye Weilan's stiff skin finally felt a little conscious.

Qi Ye casually turned off the light, and the room suddenly fell into darkness.

Qi Ye lay on the side of the bed casually, looking out of the window at the night, Ye Weilan couldn't see his expression clearly in the dark, but felt that he seemed to be in a very low mood.

Ye Weilan stretched out a hand from the quilt to hold his arm and put it in front of her, she rubbed her face against his palm, and her voice was exceptionally warm in the night: "Qi Ye, you tell me what I have to do so that you don't get angry?" I promise never to think like that again! You once said that if I die, you will go with me, I forgot what you said, I am a bastard......"

Witnessing the thrill of Xiaoxue falling downstairs, she shouted angrily to let him kill L, and didn't care if she lived or died...... Such behavior undoubtedly hurt Qi Ye.

He regarded her as his life, but she didn't want this in front of him, it was an unforgivable sin!

Qi Ye didn't speak for a long time.

Ye Weilan held his arm in his arms and stared at his side face quietly with his eyes open.

The only sound in the room was the ticking of clocks.

I don't know how long it took, Qi Ye finally opened his mouth, with a faint nostalgia in his tone: "This is the room I lived in with my mother when I was a child, at that time I slept in your place, my mother slept in my place, and she liked to wear pajamas to coax me to sleep......"

This is the only warmth in Qi Ye's dark childhood.

Looking back now, that picture is still very clear, the mother's beautiful face is full of smiles, the warmth in her eyes almost melts people, a rare moment of dependence in her life.

It's a pity that it can only appear in memories.

His gaze was fixed on a certain point outside the window, the gentle and beautiful mother was long gone, and only a cold tomb stood in the camellia garden, sad and lonely.

Ye Weilan didn't speak, but the hand holding his arm tightened, silently comforting.

Qi Ye would not mention Qi Xue for no reason, let alone bring his family here for a night on a whim......

"Lan, you said that if I had been a little more bold at that time, would my mother not have died?"

Ye Weilan was stunned by the question.

When Qi Xue died, Qi Ye was only three years old, one year younger than the current Xiao Yechen, how could a three-year-old child not be afraid of two fierce and vicious people?

She took his hand, and her face was very pale: "Mother's death is all the fault of that pair of scum, it has nothing to do with you, when I was three years old, a bird could scare me to cry, Qi Ye, it's not your fault......"