"I don't know, it came from a spur of my emotions," Huo Mian softly murmured.
His wife was usually very rational and never asked childish questions about her past or present life like a little girl.
However, he cooperated and willingly answered, "No matter how many bowls of soup I drink from Grandma Meng at the River of Forgetfulness, I'll never forget you."
Huo Mian tightened her grasp around Qin Chu's waist...
Suddenly, she was very afraid to lose Qin Chu.
She wished that they could continue to live out their days like this...
They could fight, have misunderstandings, or even give each other the silent treatment, but she didn't want to live without him.
Although on the outside, she pretended to not care about those years when Qin Chu was absent, only she knew that for her, it was never over.
Including her years with Ning Zhiyuan...
Her heart was so peaceful because it never fluttered for him...