A word he once never deigned mattered, he now found warm when he saw it on her.
If she could stand in front of him every day, vibrant like this, talking to him, holding hands with him, even if they were to argue…
Mo Nanjue's lips curled up into a smile, thinking that would truly be blissful to the utmost.
Maybe the happiness she talked about, the change in the way they interact, the simple life she wanted, could it be this?
He couldn't fully understand why she liked such a life, but he simply couldn't let go of this woman, just like one becomes dependent on poppy. The first taste was wonderful, and even as it became more and more bitter, he found himself unable to turn away.
The things Mo Nanjue wanted, he never relinquished, likewise, those who hurt him, he never forgave.
Yet Tong Ran managed to break both these rules of his.
