Dark hair, white skin, beautiful neck. From her point of view at the moment, you can clearly see the shape of his ears on one side and the lines on the side of his face.

His eyes seem to be unable to move away from him, and even his ears seem to look much better than ordinary people.

And when he straightened up and turned to face her, she felt as if something had hit her heart.

His eyes, in the moonlight, are like the peach blossom petals of a full tree falling into the lake, with waves of silver ripples, while his lips, one by one, seem to move people's hearts.

At this moment, it seems that heaven and earth are becoming blank, her eyes, as if only his existence.

Then she watched his face get closer to her. All his features were exquisite, just like the most elaborate masterpiece of God.

"What's the matter with you?" Her ears finally heard his voice.

She was so excited that she suddenly returned to her mind and found that she had been fascinated by him just now.

"Nothing... Nothing." Ling still hurried.

"Since there is nothing, go back. If you want to see your mother, you can come here at any time. Even if your father knows that your mother is buried here, he has no ability to take your mother's ashes elsewhere." Yi Jin leaves the way.

He held out his hand to her as he spoke.

She looked at the hand in front of her and hesitated for a moment. After all, she put her hand into his hand actively. "Thank you."

This is the second time she has thanked him tonight.

The first time was to thank him for helping her find her mother's urn, but this time, it was to thank him for helping her mother to settle down.

"If you really want to thank me for that, you might as well like me more." He said.

As soon as she smothered, her face rose a little red. Then she lowered her head and followed him all the way out of the cemetery.

Two people get on the car, Ling is still looking at the car window gradually away from the cemetery, has been repressed in the heart of the stone is finally slowly down.

From now on, my mother will sleep here. She doesn't have to worry that my father will move the grave again, so that she can't find her mother.

And these are all given by Yi Jin.

Even if she wants to get rid of her relationship with him and avoid the entanglement between them, he is still the one who really helps her solve the problem.

He said that she should like him more.

So how serious is his love for her? And she... Can really overcome the fear in her heart, overcome the haze he gave her in the three years of imprisonment, and like him?

Ling is still not aware of some spoony looking at sitting beside Yi Jin left.

"What's the matter? Look at me like this? " His beautiful peach blossom eyes slanted slightly towards her.

"Nothing... Nothing." She stammered and felt that under his eyes, her heart rate seemed to be accelerating again, which was not controlled by her body at all.

Subconsciously, she wanted to stay away from his eyes.

"Really nothing?" He leaned over, his long fingers clasped her chin, forcing her to look at him, "but you know what? You just looked at my eyes as if they were full of contradictions. What, what do I have that makes you contradict? "