After pouring out all his feelings, Muxin became embarrassed. He had bared his soul, expressing his deepest emotions and regrets. Although he was still hugging his wife, Yi Ling had never once told him that she loved him in this lifetime.
It only hit him now, and he felt a flush of embarrassment. His face turned red at the thought. He had presumed that now his wife remembered, her feelings would still be the same. Was that not the case? Since Yi Ling never replied to his confessions, doubt started to creep in. His mind raced with questions. Did she still care for him the way she once did? Was her silence a sign of lingering resentment or confusion?
Right now, he didn't want to let go of her. Whatever the case, she wasn't pushing him away, and that small reassurance was enough for him at the moment. He held her close, his heart pounding with both hope and fear.
