Gu Junhang didn’t dare to think further. Whenever he thought about it, his heart ached intensely.
Xia Yumo stopped in her tracks, looking down at her slender fingers resting on her wrist, which seed to be trying to exert force, yet afraid to use too much strength, in case she snapped.
She looked up at him with uncertainty and asked, "What are you doing?"
Gu Junhang knew she had been repelling him. That night, he found out from Lu Moqing that she had aborted the child out of necessity. At that mont, his heart was filled with pain, regret, and distress.
He firmly believed that if they could talk things through, they could still be together.
He didn’t want to bring up the past anymore, nor did he want to hear her bring it up. He wanted to give both of them a chance to move forward.
However, her words, "Even without that illness, I never intended to keep the child," shattered all his hopes and expectations.
Whether she said those words sincerely or falsely, he knew that her determination to break up with him completely was unwavering.
As he looked into her defensive gaze, a hint of bitterness filled Gu Junhang’s eyes.
Then, he reined in all his emotions and sneered, "Why should I help you hide it from Moqing?"
"I’m your girlfriend."
Xia Yumo blurted out the words, and both she and Gu Junhang froze at the sa ti.
This conversation format was all too familiar. Even after being apart for so many years, whenever Gu Junhang joked with her in this way, she would always retort confidently with these words.
Back then, they were a pair of opposites, with him being quiet and her chattering incessantly around him.
Others said that they wouldn’t last long as a couple, that their personalities were incompatible.
But only Gu Junhang himself knew that in this world, only Xia Yumo was the most suitable for him.
The reason was simple—because he liked her. Hence, only the one he liked was the most appropriate, not what others deed to be suitable.
Compared to his previous silence, he was now more talkative, mainly because every day he spent with Xia Yumo, he was unconsciously changed by her.
He couldn’t adapt to anyone but her.
Xia Yumo never thought she would blurt out this sentence so habitually. After saying it, she felt like exploding.
Especially Gu Junhang, who was overwheld with mories from those four years, causing his heart to burst open in an instant.
All the emotions he had been suppressing during this ti erupted at this mont.
Even his eyes turned red. His hand, which was holding her wrist, unconsciously tightened, but afraid of using too much force and breaking her, he quickly let go.
"Mo Mo..."
He called out her na in a low voice, suppressing all his emotions, but his voice trembled slightly.
Her na softened Xia Yumo’s hardened heart, and at this mont, her eyes also turned red.
Right now, Qiao Xu was standing outside the study. Because of the excellent soundproofing in the room, she couldn’t hear anything inside.
But she could imagine that if Lu Moqing could send her away without saying a word and lock her out, she knew he was seriously hurt.
At the very least, this wound was unbearable for him.
Qiao Xu was both angry and distressed. She raised her hand and banged the door, "Lu Moqing, open the door!"
Inside the study, Lu Moqing, sitting on the sofa with a sullen face and pale complexion, waiting for the doctor to arrive, was startled by his wife’s furious shout.
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