Startled by Mei Hanqing's words, Ye Xunhuan's hand, holding the cigarette, stiffened slightly.
"Did it hurt at that time?"
It hurt, indeed it hurt a lot at that time.
But in fact, it wasn't this wound that hurt, but the heart, a kind of agony as if the heart was being torn apart. Even thinking about it now still causes a lingering pain.
Mei Hanqing, nestled in Ye Xunhuan's arms, immediately sensed this subtle change and hurriedly said, "Xunhuan, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to bring it up..."
She could feel it, she could see it, this man's scars definitely stemmed from a past he'd prefer to forget!
"It's okay, I just thought of something unhappy, it has nothing to do with you," Ye Xunhuan said calmly.
"Let bygones be bygones," Mei Hanqing gently whispered, comforting him, "What we need to do is to seize the present and future, that's the way to happiness."
"Let's go, let's go have dinner!"
