"Seven years ago... You wanted to break up with me, not just because you knew about the blood curse, didn't you?" he said, holding her tighter. "Why don't you tell me your disease? Why don't you let me accompany you through the most difficult time, are you so afraid of binding me?"

Junle Yan was shocked. After a while, she said, "you... Know?"

"Yes, I know. If I still don't know, do you still intend to continue to understate?" he said. Just because I know, my heart will be more painful.

Junle Yan bit her lip slightly. She didn't say it because she didn't want him to have a psychological burden. "Who told you?" she asked. There shouldn't be many people who know about it.

Daddy, Mommy, brother? Or Han Lin?

All kinds of speculation immediately spread out in her mind.

"Who told me, is it important?" he murmured, which slightly loosened his arms and looked down at her, "For seven years, why are you so stupid and don't you tell me such a big thing happened? When I hate you abroad, in fact, you suffer such pain at home. Have you ever thought about what I should do if you really have an accident and you're not here? Do you think I can really live well without your world?"

She stared at him in front of her, his eyes with a touch of scarlet, his black eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of water mist, and he held her hands, but he was still shaking.

On Zhang Junmei's face, there are remorse, pain, anxiety and regret... Too many complex emotions are integrated together.

Junle Yan just felt like her heart was being pressed. In fact, what she didn't want most was to see him sad.

"Sorry, I didn't know how long I could live because of my illness. The doctor said it was very serious. I thought I wouldn't live long, so I made the decision to break up." Jun Leyan said. When she entered the ancestral hall of Jun's family, the blood curse was the trigger, and it was her illness that really made her decide.

At that time, she was afraid that she would die, that many of the things she and he had promised could not be realized, and that if she really had anything in case, she might be depriving him of his future.

That's why she made that decision.

What she didn't expect was that she broke up hastily, but she also hurt him so much.

"No matter how long you live or not, if you can live for a few years, I will be with you!" he said, with an incomparable determination in his tone.

She breathed a sigh of relief, raised her hand and gently stroked his cheek, "but don't worry, my disease has been all right. In recent years, my condition has been very stable, and the doctor said it doesn't matter."

He looked at her with determination. After a moment, he grabbed her hand, and then gently rubbed his cheek in her palm to feel the warmth in her palm.

In fact, she doesn't know how her real condition is, but he knows very well whether her disease is good or bad. Everything is still unknown.

But as Qin's mother told him, he would not really say it. In addition to increasing her psychological pressure, it might also make her think of leaving him again.