If you want me to turn back, if you want to hold my hand

The large suite instantly fell silent.

Yuan shaojing raised his head and looked at Lin Hanxing, not understanding what she meant.

"I found a video when I was sorting out aunt Mian's belongings."

Lin Hanxing said indifferently.

The moment he heard this, Yuan shaojing's calm expression collapsed.

It was as if he couldn't believe his ears.

He kept looking at Lin Hanxing to make sure he had heard him wrong.

&Quot; I used a videotape back then, but I found someone to transcribe it. Due to technical reasons ... &Quot;

Lin Hanxing looked at Yuan shaojing, his voice flat.

"There's only this one."

Not caring that Yuan Kang was still present, Yuan shaojing's thin lips trembled so much that he couldn't say a word. He only reached out and held the USB drive tightly in his hand, as if it was a gift from the heavens.

&Quot; I didn't watch the entire video. &Quot;

When he first transcribed it, Lin Hanxing only read the beginning and fell silent.