Now, she came to him and hugged her so realistically that he couldn't restrain himself at all.

Three years, more than a thousand days.

Every day is like a year.

For three years, I couldn't sleep thinking about it every night.

Mu Huan came to talk about divorce, but she didn't even have the chance to speak up. She wanted to resist, but he knew her too well, and he was so strong that she couldn't resist.

The most important thing is.

Deep down in her own heart, she didn't want to resist.

No matter how she lied to herself, how she coaxed herself, she left for three years, and the next three years will be one after another, nothing will happen.

But she still didn't want to, she couldn't give up, and she still couldn't breathe in pain.

No matter what she told herself, time can change everything, but after three years of separation, let alone not forgetting him, she missed him more and more, missed his hug, and missed his kiss.

Miss everything about him.

Now, in the face of what she misses, she has no resistance at all.

They separated for three years, it wasn't because they didn't love each other anymore, it wasn't that any of them did something wrong and hurt each other, neither of them was wrong, especially Bao Junyan.

She has always felt that he has done enough and is very good, no matter what conflicts she has with his family, he is always toward her.

Although, in the past three years, she deliberately prevented herself from inquiring about him, but she also knew that it was he who personally sent Mr. Meng to prison.

He really did enough, enough.

Not only did he do nothing wrong, he was a victim.

A badly injured victim, his own grandparents hurt him like that.

His wife also left him.

Such a him made her feel distressed, making it impossible for her to refuse him, and unable to hurt him any more.

If you have wine today, you will be drunk today, and you will be sad tomorrow, and you will be sad tomorrow.

until a week later.

The two are eating.

The atmosphere is warm, beautiful and beautiful.

Mu Huan, who was eating with his head down, suddenly raised his head, "Jun Yan, let's get a divorce."

Bao Junyan paused with the hand holding the chopsticks, and then slowly raised his head to look at Mu Huan. Looking at her black eyes like that made Mu Huan's heart suffocate and he stopped breathing.

After a while, he calmed down.

"I'm sorry Jun Yan. It took me three years and I couldn't let go of that pain. I know it's unfair to you. I know it shouldn't be like this, but..." Mu Huan paused for a while After the meeting.

"Jun Yan, there are some pains that can't be said, I believe you know, you understand."

"I don't understand." Bao Junyan knew that she was going to divorce him when she came back, so these days, he didn't give her a chance to say this.

But, after all, she still said it.

He knew the pain in her heart, that's why he contacted her back then, took her away, let her have a new life and goals, and let time dilute her pain with such a life and goals.

Temporary departure, yes, he can personally send her away.

However, divorcing him is impossible.

To be able to see her and know everything about her in the past three years, he felt that life was like a year, not to mention, divorcing her had nothing to do with her anymore, watching her go farther and farther away, and even belonged to someone else.

The education Bo Junyan received from a young age is that there is nothing that cannot be lost. No matter what he loses, he should, and will, still stand tall and live a normal life.

He used to think that he would be like this.

Until, when it felt like she might want to leave him.