Yu Siqiao came across another name: Mo Shu.
So it was these two characters.
He always thought it was the 'shu' from comfort, or perhaps from lady-like.
Upon seeing these two characters, the vague impression in his mind suddenly became clear and vivid.
Mo Shu.
His Mo Shu.
They were meant to be husband and wife...
This thought, as if planted deep into his soul at that glance, grew overwhelmingly like bamboo shoots after a rain, impossible to restrain.
Their names were written on the same notebook, on the same marriage certificate; it's the symbol of being husband and wife!
They... are a couple...
Ji Nan washed Mo Shu's face, removed her makeup, and when he carried a basin of water outside, he gave Yu Siqiao a glance and said, "You..."
But after considering, he kept his mouth shut and said, "I'm done here. It's not suitable for a man to stay inside, hurry up and get out."
Yu Siqiao gripped the marriage certificate in his hand and remained silent.
