Looking at Li Youwei's red and swollen eyes, recalling decades of piercing guilt and longing, Zhou Yang could no longer hold back. He pulled the woman into his arms and held her tightly.,Holding the woman's hand, he suddenly tightened his grip, feeling the realness of her touch. The faint scent of flowers from her body wafted into his nose, and Zhou Yang's expression became agitated, his body trembling slightly!,If letting go of her own happiness could bring him a lifetime of joy, she would willingly fold her wings and give him the freedom to fly!。