Before he opened his mouth and called his name, Yan Ling choked up and couldn't say anything else, just hugged him tightly.

Feeling the cold temperature on his body, I hugged him harder.

In the next second, he found that Yi Haiyin's body was stiff, and the whole person was stunned.

He didn't look back, didn't even move, just kept his original position, stood quietly for a long time.

The hand holding the guardrail is constantly tightening, tightening, as if to crush the wooden guardrail in his hand, and the green tendons on the back of his hand are overflowing......

Yan Ling sobbed, his thin body leaned on his back, and large tears kept dripping onto his back, and the warm humidity seemed to burn people.

I don't know how long it took before Yi Haiyin slowly lowered his head and looked at the hands that surrounded his body and wrapped around him.

The white fingers were tightly entangled, and the fingertips were a little white because they were too hard.

His cold eyes moved slightly, as if he was wondering if everything he saw in front of him was an illusion caused by his too much missing.

"Ling'er......" his thin lips twitched, and he shouted softly.

The sound is very soft, and it will drift in the wind at any time.

He didn't expect anyone to respond at all, and it seemed like he was just shouting to himself.

"It's me." Yan Ling bit his lip and tightened his hand silently holding his waist.

Immediately, Yi Haiyin seemed to be awakened by that answer, and he turned around suddenly, looking at the person standing behind him in disbelief.

In the dark pupils, a shock cracked!

"Yi Haiyin, I'm sorry...... Not! As soon as Yan Ling's words came out, a pair of big hands suddenly held her face, and his cold lips kissed her.

His movements were fast, but very gentle, gently touching her lips, sensing her non-resistance, and slowly penetrating ......

Keep deepening this kiss.

Yan Ling felt his pity, tears flowed out from the corners of his eyes, reached out and took the initiative to hook his neck, stood on tiptoe, and responded to his kiss.

Two people, kissing in the wind, the sea of flowers behind them seems to have become the background.

The faint fragrance of flowers, lingering in the nose, seems to have become the taste of love......

After a long time, Yi Haiyin slowly let go of her, hugged Yan Ling, who was out of breath, into his arms, and clasped the back of her head tightly with his big hands, as if he wanted to rub her into his arms.

He whispered, "Sure enough, in my dreams, you will respond to me." ”

"......" Yan Ling was stunned, raised his head in some astonishment, and looked at Yi Haiyin with blank eyes.

What did he just say?

Dream ......

"Yi Haiyin, this is not a dream, you can see clearly, it's me ......" Before Yan Ling's words were finished, Yi Haiyin's body suddenly went soft and leaned on her.

The tall body, she couldn't hold it at all, and she was crushed to the ground by him at once.

She hugged Yi Haiyin, who had fainted, and panicked for a moment.

"Yi Haiyin, wake up, don't scare me!" Yan Ling tried his best to break free from his arms, looked at his abnormally pale face, reached out and touched his forehead, only to find that his forehead was hot and scary.

He has a fever and is still standing at such a high place blowing the wind, does he want to die?!

"Is there anyone, help call an ambulance!"

"Don't go to the hospital." Yi Haiyin seemed to suddenly regain consciousness, grabbed her hand suddenly, grabbed her wrist very hard, and whispered.

"Ling'er, don't go to the hospital......"