Ye Wudao could only grimace and reluctantly stayed, not because he believed any of the doctor's nonsense, but because he wanted to enjoy Song Yuhan's care a little longer.
Yet Ye Wudao remembered why he had come to see Song Yuhan. He wasn't here to play at jumping off buildings. He awkwardly fumbled in his pocket with his hand, but after several attempts failed to find what he was looking for, which made him somewhat anxious.
"What are you looking for?"
Song Yuhan saw Ye Wudao clumsily looking for something and asked, somewhat puzzled.
"A ring, the ring in my pocket. Oh, right, Xiao Han, could you help me take it out?" Ye Wudao's hand was wrapped up like a zongzi; he couldn't reach into his pocket at all. He spoke to Song Yuhan with an almost tearful frustration.
Hearing Ye Wudao mention he was looking for a ring sent Song Yuhan's heart racing. Could it be that he wasn't ready to give up? What was it about her that was worth him risking his life?
