Chapter 108: Last Year Today

Late at night, snow light shines through the glass into a spacious study room. Mo Yixuan leaned on the swivel chair, his eyebrows solemn. He still held a cigarette in his right hand, which was half burned.

There was also a cigarette box lying on the desk. The box was empty and he had smoked it all.

I don’t know how many cigarettes I smoked, but the study was already filled with smoke.

There was food brought over by the servants at home, but he didn't eat a single bite. He had barely had a drop of water since the quarrel.

He stood up, his chapped lips pursed tightly. Walking to the window, he pushed open a glass window, and soon the cold wind from outside poured in, blowing on his face, like a knife cutting through it, and it was biting.

But he didn't seem to feel the cold. He leaned on the window sill and just stared at the falling snowflakes outside, one after another, as if they would never stop. He reached out and took one, and the snowflake quickly melted in his palm and turned into a drop of water.

He closed his eyes quickly, and his thoughts drifted away for a long time.

He still remembered that today last year was also Christmas Eve. He and He Xiyan had not divorced yet, and she was still his wife. She waited for him very late that day, and was very happy to see him come back. She personally made him supper, sewed clothes for him, and bought him a coat. They even do the most intimate things between husband and wife.

That was their last day as husband and wife. From that day on, he brought Xia Yuwei back, and that woman was no longer in the house, as if she had disappeared.

Lowering his head, he glanced at his watch. He had worn it for five years. It was not a very good watch and was a bit old, but he had never replaced it.

He took off the watch and held it in his hand. The watch was cold, colder than the palm of his hand, but he seemed to be holding something that could warm his heart.

This was a confession gift she gave him five years ago. She was still a student that year, and she was cute and silly. I don’t know how long she had to save money to buy this watch.

At that time, there were many girls who liked him, and he often received countless flowers, gifts, and letters of love inexplicably. He didn't know how many girls he had rejected, but he didn't reject her in the end. Maybe he thought she was cute at first, or maybe he was moved, so he accepted her.

And she also loved him very much. She would do whatever he asked her to do, she would listen to whatever he said, and her love for him was unreserved. Even if he occasionally said a sweet word, she would be happy for many days.

But in the end he abandoned her. They even found Xia Yuwei before they were divorced.

He thought that Xia Yuwei also loved him, and it gave him a little more passion in his dull marriage, and he could even be a father. But this bit of passion cost him a heavy price. This woman was completely alone before and after marriage. Even after giving birth to a child, all her thoughts were gradually exposed. She was indolent, vain, selfish, unloving, and irresponsible. She could even have children. Regardless.

He never dreamed that he would marry such a selfish and terrible woman.

Thinking of this, Mo Yixuan frowned, with a gloomy look in his eyes that could no longer be removed. He held his fingers and pressed his fist firmly against the glass, while a decision was settled in his heart.