The afternoon sun lingered between the two of them.
Xin Yuan's protective shell was gently removed by Ning Tian, and the shadow of domestic violence in his youth has slowly faded from Xin Yuan's life.
And this is all because Ning Tian has been holding his hand.
After the warmth has passed, there will always be some cute little things in life.
It turns out that happiness is, if you say you like my smile, I will keep smiling, for you.
Giggling, snickering, snickering, smiling, laughing, knowing smile.