When she disappeared these eight years, he almost lived by those memories.

Even if this room is only decorated in imitation of the rooms in J City, he will feel as if she had never left, as if they were still 8 years ago.

"You -" Han Lin opened his mouth, but he didn't seem to know what kind of words to continue.

Belle Li looked at Han Lin who suddenly pushed the door in, closed his book and slowly stood up, "sorry, I entered this room without authorization."

"Well, you go out." Han Lin said uneasily, "if you don't want to go back to w City right away, I'll arrange other accommodation for you."

But Baili didn't go out, but asked Han Lin, "why do you decorate here like the room in J City?"

"It's none of your business. Don't you think you're too broad?" Han Lin's voice became a little thick. "Please leave this room. I don't welcome you to stay here."

But the more he was like this, the more she felt that he was just running away from his feelings for her.

"Han Lin..." Baili suddenly said, "you really love me, don't you?" she opened her palm as she said.

At the moment, in the palm of her hand, there is a mobile phone. The phone card in the mobile phone is her previous mobile phone number, and the content stored in the mobile phone is all the content of her mobile phone 8 years ago.

After a while, he said in a hoarse voice, "it doesn't matter whether it's true or false."

"I'm sorry, I'm too sharp, I've been running away." Baili said, rushed forward, his hands tightly around Han Lin's waist, and his face was buried in his arms. Before, when she was alone in this room, she thought a lot and wanted to.

Think about what he would think when he stayed in this room, why he took this room as his bedroom, and every word he said to him after he met again.

When she found that he had kept her cell phone eight years ago in this way, the number she had used still existed, as if he had been waiting for her to call at any time in the past eight years.

He lowered his head and looked at her quietly. After a while, he said, "Belle, if you would believe me and say this to me before you divorce me, do you know how happy I would be?"

Her body was stiff, and his voice continued to come from her ears, "don't you remember what you said to me during the divorce? But I remember clearly. So even if you hold me now, it's just your repeated uncertainty for me, which will only make me constantly guess what your purpose is?"

She looked up at him a little stiff, "so... Even if I tell you now, i... I still love you, I want to start again with you, don't you believe it?"

"You love me?" he chuckled. "If you were not pregnant now, would you say this to me? Would you believe the fact that I loved you? Or would you come all the way from w City to J City?"