C72 (1/2)

When they got home, Auntie Li saw Xu Muyun and immediately came over, ”Madam, you've come back. You're really pissing me off. It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back.”

Han Rui didn't give them a chance to greet him, he directly carried her to the bedroom and put her on the bed. Without saying anything, he covered her with a blanket, then sat beside her as usual.

Xu Muyun had been waiting for the start of the war, but the surrounding air was quiet, nothing had happened. She sneaked a few glances at him, as if the anger on his face was gone, and the corner of her mouth even raised into a smile.

She remembered that in the TV series she watched a few days ago, there were some people who thought of the male lead as a fox-like man. She felt that Han Rui was a fox-like man, cunning and sinister. But think about it, if he wasn't such a person, how could she have fallen into his trap?

”Han Rui, why are you willing to divorce me?” He urgently wanted to leave, causing Xu Muyun to be the first to lose and open his mouth.

”I won't.” It wasn't even a trace of emotion. Han Rui carefully flipped through the newspaper in his hand, but he didn't know that behind the newspaper, his eyes were already filled with moisture and heat. He silently started to cry, thinking about his child that he had no chance to see again, and resenting her heartlessness and coldness.

”The child is already gone. Why are you still keeping me? You and him kept saying that you need to make up for it, but is that even making up for it?” What's the point of tying me up like this? ” Xu Muyun's face was filled with tears of despair. The calmer he was, the more panicked she became. She couldn't find a way to deal with him, she wasn't his opponent.

”The child is gone. Don't we still have you? We are still young, and we are not in our seventies or eighties. It is still too early for me to wait a few more days for our children to come back. Father is anxious. I will go and speak with him. ” Han Rui didn't know why he was holding onto her so tightly. He just didn't want to give up on the love he just had.

Xu Muyun smiled bitterly. He actually said such shameless words and wanted to have a child with her. Where did he get his confidence from? How could he be sure that she would agree to stay by his side?

In the end, the two of them fell into a cold war, each immersed in their own sorrow. Han Rui slept in the same bed as her in the bedroom, and now she had learned another idiom, ”To sleep in the same bed”.

At night, the lights were on, and it was quiet and lonely. Xu Muyun and Han Rui sat on each side of the bed, yet they didn't have any interaction with each other. Xu Muyun watched the TV show without saying a word. Han Rui glanced at the content of the TV show. It turned out to be News Simulcast. He smiled lightly and retracted his gaze.

She wasn't in the mood to watch TV at all. She had skipped programs like News Simulcast directly before, and she had once said that it wasn't that she didn't care about national affairs, but that she didn't understand the professional jargon that was being broadcasted. Instead of watching this, she preferred to go to those nonnutritious soap operas and hip-hop variety shows.

Auntie Li said that even if she miscarried, she would still have to be like the one who gave birth to a son. He served Xu Muyun well every day, afraid that she would fall sick and injure her body.