Song Nianshuang was pushed by him and fell to the ground, immediately got up again, and tried to grab Ji Mingyuan's punching hands, but his strength was too great, she couldn't grasp them no matter how she tried, so desperate and tearful, she could only hug him, "Mingyuan, calm down for a moment."
Ji Mingyuan struggled hard, "You go, you go, don't mind me!"
Song Nianshuang shook her head with tears, "I am not going anywhere."
Ji Mingyuan suddenly stopped his motion, and the next second hugged her tightly, pleading pitifully, "Shuang'er, don't leave me, I only have you now, please don't leave me, I will prove to you that I am not worthless."
Song Nianshuang wanted to say that she really didn't need him to prove anything; she didn't hope for him to take that position at all, she just wanted to spend the rest of her life with him quietly and securely.
Just like the past twenty years, he would tend to flowers and drink tea, and she would wash his hands and prepare soup for him.
