C775 Happy Times
Su Mo sat in front of the sickbed, holding Ye Mingyuan's hand and looking at him affectionately.
"But you also need to have your own life and world, because Mingyuan doesn't know how long he'll have to sleep for.
"Maybe five years, maybe ten, maybe twenty..." Zhu Haoran tried to persuade Su Mo.
However, Su Mo resolutely interrupted him.
"You don't need to say it. If he lies here for a day