INCURABLE DISEASE

Wu Jingguo wasn't the most romantic person, and when he landed his palm on the back of Yu Ming's head, it wasn't for romantic reasons. Instead, he was just following his instincts when doing that, and Yu Ming didn't try to move away from that warm touch either.

The arm-length rule between them no longer existed. If they could, they would probably merge their bodies into one in this situation.

"I will face everything, and you just have to stand behind me," Wu Jingguo finally uttered a verbal answer as his big hand began to gently stroke Yu Ming's head.

Unfortunately, Yu Ming looked unhappy, and he even shook his head while replying to the man's comforting words, "I'm not your shadow, am I? Why should I stay behind you when you face everything?"