Does it matter? A faint voice inside him whispered – the voice which had spent too many sleepless nights in agony and regret. Does anything matter more than him, standing in front of you now, alive and smiling?
Even if it was all a lie, he would still choose to indulge in it with his heart's content. After all, a beautiful dream would be much better than the hideous reality, as long as it concerned the man in front of him.
He Juan did not have the slightest idea of the complicated thoughts in Mu Yuze's mind. He was simply beside himself with joy to see Mu Yuze again after more than 36 hours. Unexpectedly, even if they lived in the same house, it was so hard to meet each other. He Juan almost felt like a househusband who was left behind by his groom right after officially becoming newlyweds.
