Any man, in front of the woman he loved, was still a child.
Lu Ye would only show his weakness to his love.
Because only in front of Yan Yan, he did not have to pretend to be strong.
Listening to Lu Ye’s voice on the other end of the phone, Gu Yan felt even more uncomfortable. She really wanted to hug ye at this time, but the two of them were too far apart now.
“Ono, are you still there?”
“At...”
“Grandpa will certainly be fine, a Ye, you have to believe that there will be a miracle.”Gu Yan herself is the beneficiary of a miracle, although, she knows that the world is unpredictable, old age, illness and death.
But one can not give up hope.
Where there is hope in the heart, there is light in the darkness.
Lu Ye listened to his wife’s gentle voice on the other end of the phone. His originally flustered heart gradually calmed down.
