Wei Zhehan stood at the door of the room, eyes unblinking as he looked at the petite figure who was constantly walking in the room to help him clean up the room. He was in a trance. After a long time, he finally said: "Wanqing, follow me to Europe, leave.
Here, we can once again live a simple life without fighting against the world.”
"I know that there is a small town in France where all kinds of flowers bloom all year round. Even in the coldest winter, there is warm sunshine and the brightest flowers."
Mu Wanqing was a little confused as to why Wei Zhehan suddenly said this to her. She just smiled and asked, "Why do I have to leave with you?! Han, I am living a good life now, and An An is growing up day by day. His
Although the disease has recovered, he is still just a child and cannot live without his mother. I hope to accompany him to grow up until the moment when my life is exhausted."
Wei Zhehan: "You should know why I suddenly asked you this."
"..." Mu Wanqing frowned. After hearing what he said, she stopped what she was doing and looked up at him, "This time, it was just an accident. It will never happen again in the future."
"Wanqing, why do you continue to deceive yourself and others?! You clearly know that by staying with Yang Mufan, you will not get happiness, let alone happiness. You will only be sadder and more discouraged.
Being cold will only hurt you more. You know better than anyone that admiring this man, Mu Fan, is too dangerous, no matter his thoughts or his status."
After hearing these words, Mu Wanqing was silent for a long moment, and then she smiled bitterly and said: "The moth, knowing that it will perish if it fights the fire, still has no hesitation. Just like I do to admire Fan. I know he doesn't love me, I know
Even if he loved me, it was only in the past, but as long as I stayed with him every day, I would be satisfied."
"Mu Wanqing, do you know how much harm you will suffer if you insist on staying with him?!" Wei Zhehan looked at her stubborn look and couldn't help but his eyes were red with anger.
Mu Wanqing smiled: "I am willing to bear this. Han, it's getting late. If you come to me just to discuss this issue with me, then... I'm sorry, I have to go home."
With that said, Mu Wanqing had already walked around him and strode towards the door.
However, Wei Zhehan grabbed her arm with his backhand and stopped her from moving forward.
After a long silence, he said: "You really don't care, do you really think it doesn't matter?!"
"Yes." Mu Wanqing replied in a very thin but firm voice.
Hearing this, Wei Zhehan's bloodthirsty red eyes immediately filled with smiles bit by bit, and he said sarcastically: "Then you know, you are so uncomplaining and admire Fan secretly, but you do this to you..."
What happened?!"
"Han, I'm not young anymore. I remember when I was very young, when I saw Yang Mufan getting close to other girls, I would be unhappy and angry; when I got older, I would be jealous and angry.
My temper will be unreasonable; if I get older, I will be heartbroken, sad, and cry; if I get older, I will not be reconciled, I will hate, I will retaliate, I will betray... I have everything for you.
I have gone through all the emotions. The only thing I want to do now is to live a good life with him, peacefully and quietly. I just want to take good care of our son with him. My wish is that simple. In the past
Everything is unimportant to me." Mu Wanqing's eyes were filled with tears.