"Don't worry, she will forgive you for being so nice. As long as you are sincere, you will definitely be able to move her. "

"I can't have children. I've done a lot of wrong things. "I …"

From the looks of it, Han Yao seemed like a child.

He never thought that Han Yao's attitude toward him would actually be like this. Her greatest wish was to never see him again.

Even if she lost her memory, did she still hate him that much?

"Yao'er …"

"Hmm?"

Nanfeng Haozhe looked at Han Yao, stuttered his mouth, and explained:

"Maybe he's been looking for it all these years …"

"Enough, let's not talk about these unhappy things. I'm not like you. Don't worry too much. Your wife will forgive you for being so nice. As for me, after I accompany you to find your wife, I will have to go back and take care of my own matters. "

As Han Yao spoke, she stepped onto the bluestone staircase, walking up the stairs towards the inn. Looking at her emaciated back, Nanfeng Haozhe deeply blamed himself.

Han Yao and Yu Shuyuan must have suffered a lot outside. Otherwise, why would she, a lively and cheerful person, hate someone so much? I hated to the point that I didn't want to have anything to do with him.

Nanfeng Haozhe thought about what he had said before …

Not having children, terminal illness.

If Han Yao knew that all of these were fake, would she hate him even more?

However, even if he hated her, he still hoped that she would hate him.

Perhaps, he really was a selfish person …

… ….

"This is the only room left." "Miss, sir, what do you think of this room?"

"Huh?"

Han Yao's expression was a little unnatural. Although she slept and stayed in the same room with this man. However, if she were to openly share a room with a man, she would feel awkward and worried. She and Yu Shuyuan had lived together for five years, and the two of them had yet to sleep on the same bed in the same room.

"Is there no other room?"

"Miss, this is the last inn. You know, the taverns ahead are full. "The day after tomorrow is a holiday for us. Many outsiders have come, and many of our rooms have been booked in advance. So, miss, if you don't want to live here, there really aren't any rooms in front of us."

The boss thought Han Yao despised rooms, so he said a lot of things. Han Yao's worry was not about the room. She only had one room, and the two of them, how was she going to sleep?

"Okay, boss, this is the room. We'll take it. "

Nanfeng Haozhe paid the deposit and the owner walked out of the room.

Han Yao stood in the middle of the room, struggling, trying his best to think of a way.

"Go wash up and then rest early." I'm right outside the door. If you need anything, just let me know. "

After Nanfeng Haozhe finished speaking, he turned around and walked out of the room.

… ….

Han Yao sat on the chair in the room, she looked around carefully and opened the door.

As soon as the balcony door opened, a gust of cold wind blew in.

Han Yao lifted the curtain and stepped onto the wooden floor as he walked to the balcony. Looking at the flowers on the balcony, he saw that they were beautiful. When she saw this, she felt inexplicably happy.

Raising his head, he could see the shadows of the sea in the distance. The small lighthouse by the sea just happened to light up, and it was exceptionally dazzling.

Before Han Yao came to stay here, he had set his sights on this inn which was facing the sea and blooming in the spring. He didn't expect that he would still feel this way after coming to the summer.

"Great!"

Han Yao closed his eyes, felt the cold wind, stretched out his arms, and lazily stood there.

"Yao'er, are you asleep?"

Nanfeng Haozhe's voice came from the door, only then did Han Yao walk in, and after opening the door, he asked Nanfeng Haozhe, "What happened? What's the matter? "

"No problem, I just wanted to ask you …" Is the moon big tonight? If you can't sleep, let's watch the moon together and then chat for a while. "

Han Yao thought for a moment, then said: "You can come in."

When Nanfeng Haozhe received Han Yao's invitation, he did not hold back and directly walked into the room, and carried two stools to the balcony.

The two of them, one person and one chair, sat on the balcony, watching the moon.

When Nanfeng Haozhe looked at the moon that night, he could not help but turn his gaze towards Han Yao …

"Aren't you looking at the moon? Why are you staring at me? " Right

"Because you look better than the moon."

Nanfeng Haozhe's words instantly made Han Yao blush again.

"Yao'er …"

Nanfeng Haozhe's lips slightly opened, and his face gradually neared Han Yao. Han Yao looked at him in a daze, and actually forgot to dodge for a moment.

"Ugh …"

Nanfeng Haozhe did not hold back and kissed Han Yao's lips.

Han Yao's pupils dilated as her eyes widened and her eyelashes trembled. Her long eyelashes trembled …

"Pah!"

Han Yao reacted and slapped Nanfeng Haozhe's face.

"Get out!"

"Yao'er …"

Nanfeng Haozhe wanted to tell Han Yao that he was that damnable ex-husband, he was the ex-husband that she spoke of, the ex-husband that she hated so much … He wanted to tell her that they were not divorced and that he still loved her. He wanted to tell her that after all these years, he had never given up on looking for her.

"Stop talking, I know you are thinking of your wife. "Just treat me as her and I won't bother with you this time. Next time, there won't be a next time!"

With that said, Han Yao opened the door to the balcony and indicated for Nanfeng Haozhe to enter. After that, he invited him into the corridor.

Nanfeng Haozhe casually grabbed a bottle of wine off the cabinet and walked out of the room.