"Actually, I should have thought of it earlier..." Jun Moyan closed his eyes, hiding all the emotions in them.
Those eyes, he found familiar from the very beginning.
But at that time, it was impossible for him to think in that direction.
After remembering everything, it wasn't that he didn't think of it, but that he was unwilling and afraid to think about it.
Yet, the more you're afraid of something, the more it comes.
When he was born in the Jun Family, there was an anomaly in the sky. Does this mean that from the very beginning, Jun Wuchen's feelings for him were just a pretense?
Since a thousand years ago, he had been planning for the worst, plotting everything.
"Jun Moyan..." Wen Xiao'ai kissed his cheek tenderly, feeling heartache.
Recalling Ziqiong Forest, when Nie Jiuque gave her candy, her heart ached again.
Now she finally understood why he always wore a mask.
Jun Moyan closed his eyes, remained quiet for a few minutes, and then reopened them.
