Chapter 1190: Time Has Taken Away Their Youth

He didn't want to ask his father about these things between adults, maybe he didn't understand, but his father seemed to deliberately not want him to know the existence of those aunts, because his father had never brought them home.

Mo Yixuan stood up, his tall figure stretched all the way to the window, his face was as pale as if he was powdered, and his pair of black jade eyes were dim.

He didn't reply to Yuanyuan's words, but said in a very low voice: "Rest early, Mo Ling."

After that, Mo Yixuan walked out of Yuanyuan's room.

However, when he returned to his bedroom, he could no longer restrain his inner collapse.

He sat on the sofa, tears flowed from his closed eyes.

It's been 12 years, she has been away from him for 12 years. In the past 12 years, he has tried every way to get her back, even if it was some despicable means, he also used it. But she is getting farther and farther away from him.

And now, not only Yuanyuan, but he himself knows that it is impossible for her to come back to him, because for so many years, he can't see a trace of her love and reluctance for him in her eyes.

Occasionally, she would greet him with a few caring words, but it was just politeness.

There was an insurmountable distance between them.

In fact, until now, when it was late at night, he would still often think of her, wondering what she was doing, whether she could not sleep, and whether she would be lonely. Sometimes he even regretted that he and Han Xue had tried every means to destroy her relationship with Ye Hao, causing her to experience so much pain and frustration later.

He thought that if it were not for his destruction, it was possible that her marriage with Ye Hao would not break up. It is possible that she is living a happy life now.

Thinking of this, Mo Yixuan pursed his lips painfully. Every time he thought of some past events, it was like a knife cutting his heart.

He still remembered that when she first appeared in his life, she was just a 19-year-old girl, and now, she is 36 years old. She is no longer young, and she will never call him Brother Yixuan as she used to.

Time took away their youth, and he took away her happiness.

Mo Yixuan took a tissue and wiped the corner of his eyes.

He hasn't cried for a long time, but every time some scars are revealed, he feels so heartbroken that he can't breathe.

He took out his phone from his pocket and opened her WeChat as if out of control.

Looking at his familiar avatar.

They had chatted a few days ago. She asked him about Yuanyuan, but after just a few words, she stopped talking.

Mo Yixuan typed a few words on the screen, deleted them, and then typed another few words:

"How are you lately?"

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In the castle, He Xiyan had just finished taking a shower. She wiped her wet hair with a towel, and then picked up a hair dryer to dry her hair.

After doing all this, she took off the nightgown she was wearing and only wore a thin nightgown to sleep.

She didn't like thick pajamas because they were uncomfortable to sleep in.

After getting into bed, He Xiyan found that her phone next to the pillow was flashing green. It was a WeChat message from Mo Yixuan.

Asking her if she was okay.

He Xiyan replied without hesitation: "Not bad!"

He often asked her this, and he always answered like this.

After replying, He Xiyan put the phone aside.

She didn't get enough rest in the hospital, and now she was really tired.

However, she had just fallen asleep when she was woken up by the ringing of her cell phone.