Now, when she came to him and hugged her like this, he couldn't help it.
Three years, more than a thousand days.
Days are like years.
For three years, I couldn't sleep at night.
Muhuan came to talk about divorce, but she didn't have a chance to talk. She wanted to resist, but he was too familiar with her, and he was also strong that she couldn't resist.
The most important thing is.
She didn't want to fight in her own heart.
No matter how she deceived herself, how she coaxed herself, she left for three years. After that, it's just another three years. It's OK.
But she still do not want to, do not give up, or will be unable to breathe pain.
No matter how she told herself, time can change everything, but, after three years of separation, she did not forget him, but more and more miss him, miss his hug, miss his kiss.
I miss everything about him.
Now, in the face of what she misses, she has no resistance at all.
They separated for three years, not because they did not love, not because they did wrong, hurt each other, they are not wrong, especially Bo Junyan.
All along, she felt that he had done enough, very well, no matter what conflict she had with his family, he was towards her.
Although, in the past three years, she deliberately refused to let herself inquire about his news, she also knew that he personally sent Mr. Meng to prison.
He's really done enough, enough.
He is not only right, but also a victim.
A badly injured victim, his own grandfather hurt him like that.
His wife also left him.
This kind of him, let her heartache, let her can't refuse him, can't give him a little hurt.
Today there is wine today drunk, tomorrow sad, tomorrow sad.
Until a week later.
They are having dinner.
The atmosphere is warm and beautiful.
Mu Huan, who was eating with his head down, suddenly raised his head. "Jun Yan, let's divorce."
Bo Junyan holds the chopsticks' hands, and then slowly raises his head to look at muhuan. Looking at her black eyes like that, muhuan's heart suddenly smothers and his breathing stops.
It was a while before it eased down.
"I'm sorry Junyan, I spent three years, but I didn't let go of that pain. I know it's not fair to you. I know it's not right, but..." Muhuan pauses for a long time.
"Jun Yan, some pain can not say, I believe you know, you understand."
"I don't understand." Bo Junyan knew that she was coming back to divorce him, so these days, he didn't give her the chance to say this.
But after all, she said it.
He knew the pain in her heart, so he would only contact her in that year, take her away, let her have a new life and goal, let such life and goal, let time dilute her pain.
For a while, he can take her away in person.
But divorce him, it can't.
In the past three years, he could see her and know everything about her. He felt that life was like years. Let alone, his divorce had nothing to do with her. He watched her go further and further, even belonging to others.
The education that Bo Junyan received from childhood is nothing that can't be lost. No matter what he lost, he should and will still stand and live a normal life.
He used to think he would.
Until, in the sense that she might want to leave him.