Now that she had come to his side and he was holding her in reality, he couldnât control himself at all.
Three years, more than a thousand days.
The days passed like years.
For the past three years, he could not sleep at night.
Mu Huan was here to talk about a divorce, but she didnât have the chance to speak. She wanted to resist, but he was too familiar with her, and he was so strong that she couldnât resist.
Most importantly...
Deep down, she didnât want to resist.
No matter how much she lied to herself and convinced herself that they had already been apart for three years and another three years would be no problem, that it would be nothing...
She still couldnât succeed. She couldnât bear to part with him, and it still hurt so much that she couldnât breathe.
No matter how much she told herself that time could change everything, after being separated for three years, she still did not forget him. Instead, she missed him more and more. She missed his embrace and his kiss.
She missed everything about him.
Now, facing those things that sheâd missed, she had no resistance at all.
They had been apart for three years, but it was not because they didnât love each other anymore, not because they had done anything wrong and hurt each other. Neither of them had done anything wrong, especially Bo Junyan.
All along, she had felt that he had done enough. Heâd been very good. No matter what conflict she had with his family, he would always side with her.
Although she had deliberately stopped herself from asking about him for the past three years, she knew that he had personally sent Old Master Meng to jail.
He had really done enough.
Not only did he not do anything wrong, but he was also a victim.
A victim who was seriously injured. His own grandfather had hurt him.
His wife also left him.
This side of him made her heart ache. She couldnât reject him and couldnât hurt him at all.
Today, thereâs wine. Tomorrow, thereâs sorrow.
A week later.
The two of them were eating.
The atmosphere was warm and beautiful.
Mu Huan, who was eating with her head lowered, suddenly looked up. âJunyan, letâs get a divorce.â
Bo Junyanâs hand, which was holding the chopsticks, paused for a moment. Then, he slowly lifted his head and looked at Mu Huan. That gaze of his made Mu Huanâs heart stop, along with her breathing.
After a while, she calmed down.
âIâm sorry, Junyan. Iâve spent three years to do it, but I still havenât been able to let go of that pain. I know that this is very unfair to you. I know that this isnât right, but...â Mu Huan paused for a while.
âJunyan, thereâs some pain that I canât put into words. I believe you know what I mean.â
âI donât understand.â Bo Junyan knew that she came back to divorce him. Hence, he did not give her a chance to say this these past few days.
But in the end, she still said it.
He knew the pain in her heart. That was why he had contacted someone back then who brought her away. He wanted her to have a new life and goal. He wanted this life and goal to wash away her pain in time.
He could send her off temporarily.
However, she could not divorce him.
For the past three years, being able to see her and know everything about her had made him feel that every day was like a year. What more if he divorced her. Heâd have to watch her get farther and farther away, until she eventually belonged to someone else.
Ever since he was young, Bo Junyan had been taught there was nothing whose loss could not be survived. No matter what he had lost, he must still stand tall and live his usual life.
He used to think that he would be able to do this.
Until he felt that she might want to leave him.