Panic flashed in her clear eyes, "Let me go!""Don't move." Ye Xiao held the person and placed them on the bed, lying beside Lin Jinran. He stretched out his long arms to hold her waist, imprisoning he...Behind the monitor, the night owl silently watched the woman hunched over her desk, weeping. His eyes gradually darkened.

His heartbroken sobs made him feel sorry for him, softening his heart and making him want to give up on the plan of letting Lin Jinyan return to his side willingly.

Ye Xiao's long fingers tapped the phone screen, and it lit up. The screensaver was a photo of Lin Jinran sleeping with his eyes closed, taken by him accidentally once again when Lin Jinran was fast asleep.

He picked up his phone, opened his contacts and clicked on a number, but hesitated to press the call button.

The night owl irritably tugged at his collar, stood up abruptly, and strode toward the balcony. He couldn't watch any longer, otherwise, he really would have a change of heart.

If we stop now, all this preparation will have been in vain. There's a hurdle she can't get over in her heart, preventing her from taking the initiative to reach out to him.

He could confine her more forcefully, but that wasn't what Yexiao wanted to do. He had to make Lin Jinyan come back on her own accord!

The night owl stood on the balcony, resting his hands on the railing. He looked out at the scenery with a cold expression and silently listened to Lin Jin's crying growing softer.

He didn't go back, only when the crying in the study ceased did he release his tightly clenched railing, turned around and returned to the desk, lowering his gaze to the computer screen.

In the painting, Lin Jinran is gently wiping away the tears from her face with the back of her hand. Her clear eyes are slightly red and swollen, adding a touch of vulnerable beauty to her.

After crying, the tightness in Lin Jinran's heart eased slightly. She knew crying couldn't solve the problem, but right now, she didn't know what else to do besides cry.

She felt very helpless. Everything was not the way she had hoped, and she had no way to change it.

She had thought that leaving the Night Owl, she could hold on, that she could face everything alone.

Reality dealt Lin Jinran a heavy blow. She was so tired, both physically and mentally, she felt like she couldn't go on.

I really wish there was a shoulder to lean on, I long for the night owl, his embrace, his scent, their children. I want to know about their past.

In the end, what did she do wrong to deserve such punishment

Losing memory, losing oneself, losing a loved one, losing a child, and being unable to return to the old track!

Tears welled up in Lin Jinran's eyes once again. She raised her hand to wipe them away, but no matter how hard she tried, they wouldn't stop flowing. Despite her persistence, Lin Jinran stubbornly continued to try and wipe them away. She pulled out a tissue and covered her entire face with it, lifting her head in an attempt to hold back the tears.

The white tissue quickly showed watermarks, she pressed her hand on the tissue, absorbing the tears from her eye corners.

At this moment, “knock knock knock.” A knock on the door startled Lin Jin Dye and stopped his tears.

She alertly pulled down the damp tissue, her reddened eyes looked towards the door, her voice slightly hoarse as she asked, "Who"

"Hello, I'm from the next room." A middle-aged man's voice came from outside the door, with a hint of urgency. "I wonder if my child is here with you"

Lin Jinyan was startled and hurriedly stood up to walk towards the door. He didn't open it immediately, but peered through the peephole. It was indeed a slightly overweight man who looked very similar to the little boy he had just seen.

However, Lin Jinran did not open the door. She had just cried, her eyes must have been red and swollen, she said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I'm not convenient to go out now. He just came over to knock on the door and gave me a little gift, then left."

"Okay, thank you." After hearing this, the middle-aged man said thanks and ran up the stairs.

Lin Jin-ran, standing inside the door, lightly furrowed her brow. She had watched the child go back to their room with her own eyes, so where did they disappear toran stared blankly at the old man's retreating figure, and suddenly thought of something. Could she find the latest news about her father, Lin Zhigang, from the police stationThinking of this, Lin Jin...