Ji Yunhuan lowered her head, quietly listening to his words. Her heart felt like it was being crushed under a heavy stone, making it hard to breathe.
Qi Cheng looked at her. "It's okay. I don't want you to understand me either. This time, it was my fault. I made the wrong decision and almost lost our child. Regardless of whether this child is mine or not, I will treat him as my own. As Liyan said, he can accept my child. Why can't I accept this child after all these years of friendship with him? For you, I'm willing to endure everything. The fact that I love you is only for me to know. It's your choice if you don't want to know."
He held her hand tightly, refusing to let go.
For the rest of the way, Ji Yunhuan didn't speak.
The sightseeing bus driver dropped them off at a place and stopped.
The breeze from the flower fields carried a faint floral fragrance.
Ji Yunhuan glanced at the hand Qi Cheng was holding. "Let go."
