President, your wife has slapped you in the face again.

"Forget it, you're not here anymore..."

Feng Yin sighed softly, ready to withdraw his raised hand.

"Honey, it's really me."

Suddenly, Leng Yan spoke and gently held her hand.

It's not an illusion, it's really him.

Feng Yin: "..."

The next moment, she stared at him blankly, with an unknown light shining in her eyes.

Just when Leng Yan thought she finally recognized her, Feng Yin suddenly stretched out his hand and slapped Leng Yan. Thanks to her weak body now, otherwise, if the slap was done with the usual force, half of Leng Yan's face would be swollen like a pig's head.

Leng Yan didn't have any defense against her, and took a firm slap.

After the slap fell, Feng Yin thought he would see Chen Xiuzhu's face in front of him, but...

"It's okay, it's really me. If you're not sure, you can slap me again, as many slaps as you want."

Leng Yan lowered her head, with tears in her eyes, trying her best not to let her fall down.

Feng Yin's eyes froze on his face, and her reaction now was obviously much slower than three years ago.

"Cold Flame..."

It was like a sigh, but it broke Leng Yan's heart even more.

"I'm here."

"Not a dream?"

"No."

"How do you prove otherwise?"

"I can prove it with my life." Leng Yan held her hand, burying his cheek in her palm. At this moment, he should not cry or be vulnerable. In the past three years, she was the one who suffered the real pain.

If it hadn't been for her determination to deceive Leng Qing, he would never have had the chance to persevere until now.

"I just want to see you and be with you, what do I want your life for?" Her serious look made him want to cry and laugh at the same time.

"Okay, okay, I made a mistake, I apologize, I'm sorry." Leng Yan chanted to Feng, from before to now, he has always been the most patient.

Feng Yin sighed softly, with a pale smile on his lips, "I see guilt in your eyes, but I may not be able to help you, I can't erase your guilt all at once. Leng Yan, you have to take care of yourself. "

Sober, remember Leng Yan's wind chant, the powerful calm made him feel distressed.

She comforted him in a unique way, telling him that if he wanted to get out as soon as possible, he had to let go of the burden in his heart.

"I have made sure that I am not dreaming. I know it is really you. In the past three years, I have sometimes been sober and sometimes confused, but no matter at any time, I will always remember your kindness and your love for me so much. Cause, you won't let me disappear by your side for three years.

I see guilt in your eyes, and I will feel distressed, but the past three years have passed, as for whether we can start again, let time. "

After Feng Yin finished speaking, he raised his other hand and gently touched his cheek.

Nice to meet him again.

"Don't be in a hurry to tell me why we separated three years ago. If it's a story that will hurt our relationship, don't tell me. It's the same sentence, leave it to time."

It has been three years, her reactions have slowed down, and her thoughts are occasionally chaotic, but her thinking is calmer than three years ago.

At this moment, Leng Yan's heart was bleeding.

If it weren't for too much experience, a woman doesn't need to be so calm.

She deliberately forced herself to be more mature and prudent.

"Okay, I promise you."

Leng Yan leaned over and kissed her on the forehead.

In this life, being able to find her back was the best gift God gave him.

Originally, he only had a few days left to live, but now it can last for so long, all he wants is to stay with Feng Yin for the rest of his life and live in peace.