How can she face this reality?
"Will she disappear?" He repeated once more, his voice carried an unnerving fear that he didn't noticed, truly afraid that his wife might vanish.
She might.
A sharp pang of pain hit her heart.
Meng Yunhan dropped her eyes, biting her lower lip and fell into silence within her thoughts. When that remark echoed again, she finally looked at Yun Hao, saw the apprehension on his face, and felt his fear.
"She won't." She said firmly and decidedly.
Even if she truly returned, even if this was truly a dream, she would find him again.
Yun Hao was thrilled, and hugged Meng Yunhan tightly, whispering in her ear, "Wife, you promised this yourself, you won't leave me."
Meng Yunhan nodded, "I won't."
Her love for him had seeped deep to her very bones.
Loving him had become a daily task for her.
Loving him had become a habit.
How could she break this habit?
So, she wouldn't leave, she truly wouldn't.