Huo Beijiang was startled at first sight, and even his usual fierce calmness and composure were lost; in a rush of urgency, he stepped forward and pulled Nan Fei into his arms.
Nan Fei, strong as she was, nearly shed tears from the forcefulness.
"I won't let you go, you can't go there either," Huo Beijiang buried his face in the nape of Nan Fei's neck, his voice muffled and sounding completely different from before.
"Please, don't leave me..." he hugged the person in his arms tighter and tighter, his voice hoarse and slightly nasal.
Nan Fei had never expected his reaction to be so intense.
She tentatively stretched out her hand and slowly embraced his waist. She seemed to feel the slight trembling of the body beneath her palms.
All she felt was like her throat was blocked by something, scenes from her past life emerging before her eyes.
In her past life, he had also held her so forcefully, begged her with the same voice.
Begged her not to divorce...
