But now, she was very afraid, very weak, longing for reliance, yearning for a sense of security.
Tan Wen Bin held her in his arms, a fierce look in his eyes.
He had always been avoiding his feelings for Zhou Yunyun, was it like?
It should be like.
She was beautiful, she existed in his memory, her confidence, her smile, once adorned his youth.
If he didn't like her, he wouldn't have talked about her with Uncle Tan, and thus been overheard by Aunt Tan.
If he hadn't been moved, he wouldn't have discussed it with Run Sheng, letting Run Sheng tease him multiple times: when to have a baby.
But if you're talking about the kind of true love that's a matter of life and death, that's definitely not there because it actually never really began.
But to him, she was truly different.
This was a distinction that even an outsider could see, like Lin Shuyou.
Besides these, today's ordeal of Zhou Yunyun had once again torn open another wound in Tan Wen Bin's heart.
