Luo Jin'an tried his best to control his emotions as he clenched his fingers tightly. His eyes reddened as well.
Su Binglan felt pained when she saw her husband like that. She held his hand, saying, "I'm sorry, don't speak anymore. I won't ask questions anymore. Hurry up and eat."
She felt she should not have asked these questions and let her husband recall them. Her palm was warm, spreading to Luo Jin'an's body when she held his hand. Then it flowed into his heart, making him feel much better.
Luo Jin'an's mood improved exponentially with his wife by his side. He no longer feared recalling those memories. He collected his emotions and gently patted his wife's hand to comfort her, "Don't worry. I'm okay."
Afterward, Su Binglan looked at him and scooped some ribs from the soup into his bowl. "Don't just drink the soup. Eat some ribs, too."
