C1793 His Benefactor

Ye Zimo was silent. There was a trace of pain in his sharp eyes. Back then, he and Xia Yihan had missed a long time. A lot of things had happened between them. They had almost missed it. If they could do it again, he would give up everything for her.

"Nianmo, she doesn't remember you anymore. You are just torturing yourself." Xia Yihan's voice was choked with sobs