There was a magnetic thing with Mu Yuhaan, which always compelled Mian to give in to him. She wondered often, why did she cosset him so much when she was literally cold to any other man?
Although Mian didn't have the exact answer for this question, she knew that in the last three months she had gotten used to being with Mu Yuhaan.
Instead of an outsider vibe, he always wrapped her in a sense of security, a cozy and homey feeling. There was an undeniable harmony in the atmosphere whenever Mu Yuhaan was around her.
Talking, laughing, cooking, eating and watching TV together, he became a strong part of her everyday life. Now, wouldn't her life become bland without Mu Yuhaan in it?
"When is your flight?" Mian asked, snapping out of her trance.
