In the past, Bo Junyan felt that people shouldn't rely on material things other than their will to calm themselves. Now, he could only say that he had experienced too little in the past.
"Are you here to look for your wife again?" Yu Hansheng walked forward.
Bo Junyan did not respond. He only quietly smoked and looked at the light opposite him.
"I didn't expect a heartless person like you to be so affectionate." Yu Hansheng threw a can of alcohol to Bo Junyan.
Bo Junyan took the alcohol and glanced at him before turning to look at the light opposite.
Yu Hansheng did not speak further.
The moonlight shone on them quietly, making them look like a painting.
Just as Bo Junyan was about to smoke his second cigarette…
His phone rang.
It was Mu Huan.
Yu Hansheng glanced at his phone and did not speak. He continued drinking.
Bo Junyan picked up the call and tightened his grip on the railing.
