"It seemed like an eternal separation, yet a lifelong dependency. That’s what great love is, where constancy lies: to love—not only your majestic stature but also the position you firmly hold, the ground beneath your feet."
With every word Mo Ran spoke, a trace of shock appeared in Gu Yixuan’s eyes.
"Do you understand? I love you, but I won’t be like the love-sick bird, repeating the same tedious song for you every day. I just want to realize my own value, to make myself more worthy of you."
"Because I’m just like you, afraid of losing you, anxious and uneasy. Besides bettering myself, I don’t know how else to hold on to you forever. That’s why I insist on working outside and why I don’t accept your help."
"All that I do is just to stand by your side forever. My love for you is not any less than yours for me, nor are my worries any less than yours. Gu Yixuan, can you be at ease with someone like me now?"
"I told you all this today to say that your doubts and suspicions were completely unnecessary. Really unnecessary, we shouldn’t hurt each other over outsiders."
As if his blood had turned to ice, Gu Yixuan stiffened for a long while before he finally took a deep breath and came back to his senses.
His dark eyes met hers, a flicker of guilt passing through them.
"Ranran, I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have doubted you, shouldn’t have said such harsh words to you, nor should I have stopped you from collaborating with others. You’re human too, you need freedom and space, and you have your helpless moments."
"I’ve been too domineering. I thought I’d changed a lot, but in reality, I haven’t changed at all. I’m still as unreasonable and overbearing with you as I was before. Can you forgive me this time? In the future, I will definitely learn to trust you, to give you some space and freedom."
His words were incredibly sincere.
This was the first time he had made such a promise in front of her.
Gu Yixuan was filled with regret, wishing he had learned to trust her and give her the space she needed much earlier. The most update n0vels are published on NoveI~Fire.net
Then they wouldn’t have had a cold war, Mo Ran wouldn’t have had to sneak off to meet Tang Song.
Their child would still be there, and so many tragedies wouldn’t have happened between them.
I intended to write about their period of cold war for a while, but my heart softened, and I let them reconcile instead. About that, ’The cold war erupts again’—I’ve ignored that title once more. Also, I’ve been dragging my feet recently, partly because I don’t know how to transition suddenly and need a gradual change, and partly because I’ve been troubled every day, my mind in a mess, so I have to keep dragging on... I can’t help it, a consort is only human, not a deity; it’s not possible to please everyone.