"I don't want to be your adopted sister, I only want to be your lover."

These words, like a shooting star streaking across the night sky, illuminated his heart.

So that's why he didn't want his mother to recognize Yun Shu as her goddaughter.

He didn't want her to be his god-sister, but rather...

In an instant, all the memories of his time with Yun Shu flooded his mind, and he was surprised to find that he could actually remember every single expression on her face.

Whether it's a smile, a frown, an angry expression, or encouragement, praise, or disdain...

She was always full of energy and vitality, with a confident smile on her face, as if no difficulty could defeat her.

When he was with her, he was always incredibly relaxed, influenced by her.

I wish I could spend my whole life with her.

But who can stay with someone for a lifetime?

Parents cannot, children cannot, only husband and wife can stay together for a lifetime.

"couple……"

As Wei Yan recited the word, a bitter taste rose on the tip of his tongue.

How could someone who has no arms be worthy of her?

A girl as wonderful as her deserves a husband who excels in every way—character, appearance, background, temperament, and more.

For the first time in his life, Wei Yan experienced the taste of love.

The pain of wanting but not getting.

Wei Yan became increasingly distressed and instructed Zi Mo: "Buy me a jar of Yi Dao Chun tea and find me some rice straws to use as straws."

Zi Mo accepted the order and left.

After buying the wine, Wei Yan drank alone in his room, feeling depressed.

Before I knew it, I had finished the whole jar and collapsed onto the bed, falling into a deep sleep.

The next day, Zi Mo came to wake him up and found him lying stiff on the bed, unable to be woken up no matter what he did, and his breathing was barely perceptible.

I was so scared my face turned white.

He stumbled and rushed out to find Ning.

"Madam, Madam! The young master is dying!"