Having taken only a couple of drags, Lin Jinfang crushed the cigarette in his hand, then lay back face-up on the couch.
"When Yueyue was still in her mother's belly, I promised her I would always protect Yueyue…" he murmured to Lin Jingyun.
Lin Jingyun listened quietly, knowing that Lin Jinfang just needed someone to talk to at the moment.
But today!
Lin Jinfang stood up and kicked the flower bed fiercely.
The voice of Lin Yue, filled with fear yet feigning bravery in the car, kept echoing in his ears, each word hammering on his heart.
"Jinfang!!!" Lin Jingyun grabbed Lin Jinfang, who was violently kicking the flower bed.
"Jinfang, none of this is your fault!" he said, holding onto Lin Jinfang.
"No! If I had stopped Xiang Qiao from bringing Yueyue here or had forbidden her from going in, this would never have happened!" Lin Jinfang said, gripping his hand.
"Jinfang, Yueyue is all right now, and she won't blame you," Lin Jingyun said slowly, holding his hand.
