After a short silence, the person on the hospital bed finally realized that Zhao Youlin's okay was actually answering the question he had asked in the alley not long ago.
At that time, he had asked Zhao Youlin, "Give me a chance and stay with me, okay?"
Now, Zhao Youlin answered him, "Okay."
The hands clasped together suddenly trembled, and Mu Tingfeng suddenly raised his head. For the first time, the cold face, which was usually expressionless, was expressive.
"Just now you said…"
Mu Tingfeng's tone contained a hint of uncertainty, but more of it was in anticipation.
It was the first time that Zhao Youlin had ever seen such a cautious expression on Mu Tingfeng's face. She wanted to laugh, but when she remembered that this person had become like this because of her, she felt an indescribable feeling.
