Yan Ling followed behind the doorman, thinking that he would be able to see Yi Haiyin in a while, and the frequency of his heart beating was getting faster and faster.

The hands at his side were clenched tightly into fists.

Even the beautiful scenery of flowers in full bloom in front of me forgot to look at it, and just buried my head and left.

The doorman in front of her suddenly stopped, and she almost hit it nervously.

"Mrs. Yi, in front of you is a separate flower viewing platform for VIPs, we can't go up there, I can only send you here." The doorman turned and pointed to an elevated platform not far away, and stood still.

Yan Ling looked in the direction he was pointing to, and saw a figure standing quietly on the high platform, and his pupils tightened.

Just at a glance, she knew that it was Yi Haiyin.

He was wearing a white suit, with a tall body, standing on the edge of the high platform, holding the guardrail with both hands, looking into the distance, but his eyes were empty.

"Mr. Yi has been here for several days, and he often doesn't eat or drink all day, so he just stands there, and he doesn't know what he's thinking, and the people in our manor are worried about whether he won't be able to think about it, but now that Mrs. Yi is here, we are relieved."

"......" Yan Ling bit his lip vigorously.

Imagining him just standing there, watching the picture day after day, my heart was uncomfortably breathless.

"He just stood alone, and didn't he say anything?"

"I didn't have a chance to hear it, but I heard from other colleagues that he was often calling a name, especially when he was drunk." In order to make up for his lack of knowledge of Mount Tai just now, the doorman now knows everything.

"What name did he call?" Yan Ling was stunned for a moment, and then asked.

"This ......" The doorman hesitated for a few seconds, looking at Yan Ling's gaze a little tangled.

This Mr. Yi is calling a girl's name, if he can't say it but is not Mrs. Yi, will it be a bad thing?

"Is he the Ling'er who shouted?" Yan Ling seemed to see the doorman's struggle, and suddenly spoke.

"How does Mrs. Yi know?" The doorman looked at her in astonishment.

Hearing this, Yan Ling's heart was shocked!

"Mr. Yi didn't eat or drink on the first day he came to us, and he got drunk at night, went to this high platform to see the flowers, and when he saw the end, he shouted at Ling'er for a long time at the night sky, and said what sorry......"

The doorman paused before continuing.

"Mr. Yi later got alcohol poisoning and fainted, and was sent to the hospital by our colleagues, but Mrs. Yi was relieved, it was only a slight alcohol poisoning, and she woke up on the same day, and then Mr. Yi came back and continued to stay with us to see the flowers, which has been the ......case for the past few days."

“……”

He fainted.

Alcoholism.

Every word the doorman said was like a knife, slashing at Yan Ling's heart.

She looked at the lonely figure on the high platform, her eyes suddenly became moist, and she gritted her teeth, so she couldn't help herself cry.

The mechanical stride walked towards him.

I walked up the stairs to the high platform and behind him.

Looking at his figure standing in the wind, the hem of his clothes that was swept up and down by the wind......

He stood there quietly, more cold and detached than when she first saw him, as if he had completely closed himself off.

Yan Ling stepped forward, stretched out his hand to hug him from behind, and the tears he held back poured out in an instant, "Yi Haiyin ......"