Of course, Zhuo Qun didn't suggest that she divorce her.

But they couldn't talk too much, and it was only once.

Because after all, they have known each other for too short.

It is impossible for Beilu to be fully prepared to face extreme breaks because of this sudden and immoral emotion.

What's more, there are too many things they cannot share.

They seem to be separated from each other by a natural crack.

Sometimes, when Beilu is in a sudden interrupted conversation.

Seeing the trance and confusion on Zhuo Qun's face, she could vaguely touch the crack.

On the other hand, Zhuo Qun himself also has a serious heart knot in demanding that Bei Lu get divorced.

Because he was unable to take responsibility for the rest of Beilu's life.

When he thought that his life was not long, it was difficult for him to tell this matter.

In short, although Zhuo Qun loves Beilu, he really loves her today.

She is even no longer regarded as a historical projection of her deceased lover.

But they have no possibility of having each other in this life.

In Zhuo Qun's eyes, Beilu had already put on her clothes and began to comb the messed hair again.

Zhuo Qun really can't remember how many times he has seen this seductive scene.

And now his thoughts only made his heart cut.

"See you next week." Beilu kissed Zhuo Qun again when she picked up her bag from the bedside.

"Don't contact me in any way, just wait with peace of mind."

Zhuo Qun sighed, and when Beilu turned around, he jumped out of the bed and grabbed her.

He reluctantly kept her tenderness before letting her go.

Follow Zhuo Qun to the window, wait for Beilu to appear downstairs, and get in and out of the taxi.

His thoughts then looked at the sky and returned to the past, flying through the years of several lives.
Chapter completed!