1060: Treat Each Day as Your Last Day of Love (3)

Treat Each Day as Your Last Day of Love (3)

Mu Huan looked at him, who was stunned. She leaned forward and kissed his thin lips. "Good morning, Hubby."2

This made Bo Junyan feel even more that he was dreaming.

After all, she wanted to divorce him so much that there was no way they could go on.

This was the first time in his life that he was helpless. This was the first time he felt hopeless…

There was no hope of getting through.

Mu Huan looked at him and did not speak further. She kissed him again.

It was so intense that everything was poured out.

Very quickly, Bo Junyan turned from passive to active…

The sun was setting…

Mu Huan leaned lazily in Bo Junyan's embrace and looked out the window at the sunset slowly falling into the mountains. Until the sky in the west was only left with a red glow.

She looked up at him.

"Hubby, let's walk together like this until we can't go on anymore and reach the end, alright?" They'd cherish their last days together and treat each day as their last day of love.

Don't think about the pain of breaking up, don't think about hatred.

Just like that, they happily spent every minute and second until they could no longer continue.

Her mother-in-law would soon find out about the medicine she'd used on the old man and about his pain.

By then, the two of them would probably not be able to go on.

There wasn't much time left between them.

Bo Junyan did not speak and only hugged her tightly.

There was nothing in this world that couldn't be solved. He would find a solution in this period of time.

He would not go to the end with her unless it was death.

"Hubby, didn't you say before that you know how to cook good steak? Can you help me cook steak? I don't think we've had a romantic western-style candlelit dinner together." Their relationship didn't feel like it had started yet. They hadn't even had a few proper dates before it ended.

"Alright." Bo Junyan lowered his head and kissed her.

Then, he let go of her and got up to cook for her.

Mu Huan looked at his departing back. Just as he was about to walk out of her line of sight, she stood up and chased after him.

"Hubby, I'll go with you!" There were too many things that the two of them had never done together. In the remaining time, she had to do all the things that she wanted to do with him.

For the rest of her life, she could live on these beautiful memories.

Beautiful love made one young.

A love full of pain would make one feel old.

Mu Huan was clearly only 22 years old and had yet to graduate from the medical faculty. She was still a university student. However, her heart seemed to have gone through a lifetime of vicissitudes.

When she reached the kitchen, she saw Bo Junyan in a white shirt, rolling up his sleeves to prepare the ingredients.

Mu Huan finally understood why those novels liked to describe boys in white shirts. It was because such boys looked so clean, warm, and beautiful.

She thought that she would never forget this moment when she was old.

He rolled up his sleeves and started cooking for her.

His beauty was also really good enough to eat.

Looking at him like this, she didn't even want to eat anymore. She just wanted…

Suddenly, Bo Junyan stopped what he was doing and looked over. "Stop looking at me like that."

If she continued to look at him like that, they would not be able to eat dinner.

When Mu Huan realized what he meant, she smiled sweetly and stepped forward to hug his waist. "Alright, I won't look at you like that. I'll hug you while watching you cook…"

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