"Yait... Ayan... We will always be together... And Yunxia... Our family of three will always be happy..."

Lin Luowei's words were intermittent and could hardly continue to say. He couldn't help but shed tears. He didn't want to be seen by Ayen, so he turned his face away.

Ye Ayen sat up, stroked Lin Luowei's cheek with cold hands, and turned his face over, and she gently kissed his soft lips.

Lin Luowei was stiff there, and in just a moment, his heart pounded like a drum.

This was the first time Ye Ayen took the initiative to kiss him without wearing a hypocritical mask.

Lin Luowei could hardly believe the truth. Her movements were so gentle, and her smooth fingers stroked his cheeks and wiped away the tears from his face.

His persistence was finally rewarded. It is worth the amount of heartbreak and pain in the process to be able to wait for this day.

It was snowing outside the window at some point, and the snow was heavy. The half-closed window was blown open by the strong wind and the cold wind poured into the room.

This story begins with snow and ends with snow.

Although the cold wind was in the bones, Lin Luowei felt very warm in his heart.

He handed the child to Ayen, got up and closed the window, turned around, and saw Ye Ayen looking at the sleeping child, her eyes were so soft, just like every great mother in the world.

Lin Luowei stared at Ayin in a daze, feeling a sour and astringent feeling in his heart.

Ye Ayin kept looking at Xiao Yunxia's quiet sleeping face. After a long time, a drop of tears fell and fell on the child.

Lin Luowei felt a little uncomfortable and asked softly: "Ayani, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying?"

Ye Ayin looked up at him and shook her head, "I just feel very happy..."

Lin Luowei hugged Ye Ayin's slender shoulders and murmured to himself: "I feel very happy too... Ayin, I love you, I will never let myself lose you again..."

Ye Yiyin didn't say anything, she just hugged Lin Luowei tightly, as if this was her only support.

It seemed like a long time later, Lin Luowei reluctantly let go of Ye Yiyan and asked, "Are you hungry? I'll go out to buy some food. What do you want to eat?"

"I'm not very hungry, I just want to drink a bowl of white porridge. Don't put sugar."

Lin Luowei nodded, put on his coat, and went out to buy food. He knew where the porridge was the best.

After going downstairs, Lin Luowei couldn't help but tighten his collar when he saw that the yard was flooded with snow and the cold wind was howling.

The naivety is too cold. The wind is like a knife. Even if you wear a thick wool coat, you still can't stop the cold.

Lin Luowei suddenly thought of the thin short skirt he gave to Ji Qingrui when he was 17 years old. She knew that the weather was very cold, but she still couldn't help but have excitement in her eyes. She held the skirt in her arms and asked in disbelief: "Did you give it to me?"

Lin Luowei nodded and said, "There is a banquet tonight, you can accompany me."

Ji Qingrui was stunned for a moment. She probably knew that Ji Jinyao had caught a cold in the river and was sick and could not accompany Lin Luowei to the dinner party. However, she did not dare to mention it. She was afraid that Lin Luowei would think of something when he proposed Ji Jinyao's name. He still remembered her eyes at that time. Maybe she was also suspicious in her heart, but she loved him too much and would not refuse even if she knew it was a trap.
Chapter completed!