Li Chengyun knew he should tell her everything.
But there are some words that are not unspeakable because they cannot be spoken, but because he did not know where to start.
He was organizing his thoughts, searching for a starting point, and during the silence, Yu Jingrong kept looking at him, her eyes wide open, brimming with tears.
She lowered her eyelids, and the lightly fluttering eyelashes cast a shallow shadow, "Don't want to talk? If you don't want to, then forget it!"
Then she turned around, intending to leave from the other side of the couch, but Li Chengyun immediately hugged her from behind, "It's not that I don't want to talk, nor that I can't, but because I think it's not that important, that's why I never told you..."
Yu Jingrong interrupted him: "It's not important to you, but what about to me?"
