Chapter 1262

However, his hand was still clutching Ling Yiran's hand, and his grip was getting increasingly tighter. It was when she cried out in pain that he immediately came back to his senses and quickly let go. "Does it hurt?"

"It's alright. What was on your mind?" she asked.

His gaze fell on her face. What should he tell her? He had been wondering what she would think of him if his grandfather told her the truth about the accident. Would she still say she would never leave him as firmly as before?

He raised his hand, and his cool fingers touched her cheek. He pressed her face into his arms.

"You said you'll always stay with me, and if you can't do that, then I'll... probably choose to die with you," he muttered. There was a hint of uneasiness in his hoarse voice.

Ling Yiran could only smell Yi Jinli's scent in her nose. What she could hear was not only his voice but also the beating of his heart.

It was unusually intense!

She had not expected him to say such threatening words to Old Mas