But after he spat out the word okay, he felt like a huge part of his heart was missing. It was just as if something very very important slipped through his fingers.
He was in great pain.
"How about you? When will you get married to Han Xuan?" she asked softly.
Zhou Yao closed his long eyelashes, then he tugged on the corners of his lips as he said, "I don't know… Probably very soon…"
"Oh. Han Xuan, although she is a little extreme, but the feelings that she has for you are real. After you get married, you should…live a proper life together with her…"
Zhou Yao had a look off in the distance. The sunset was already gone, and it was night time. His time together with her was coming to a close; it was time for them to bid farewell.
He lowered his head to firmly kiss her forehead. He closed his eyes as he smiled and said, "Wifey, in the past four months with you, I was very happy and very satisfied, but I have a regret. It is…that child we lost…"
