"You are my lover and my family. I can accept everything about you."
When Tong Muxue said this, Yimo knew that he had been overthinking things.
Yimo loved Tong Muxue and cared about her.
So, like a child who had done something wrong, all he could think about was how to apologize to Tong Muxue, voice the unchangeable truth, seek her understanding and forgiveness, and face and deal with the things he had to confront.
He had his own troubles.
But Tong Muxue loved Yimo too, and she cared about him.
If Yimo had things weighing on his mind, how could Tong Muxue not have her own worries? How could she not be afraid of Yimo changing, afraid of him drifting farther and farther away from her?
She was a girl who saw through everything with exceptional clarity.
A very long time ago, she had already known that feelings were not unchanging. They would either diminish or grow as time passed.
Love might not be rational.
But maintaining love, affection, and a relationship required reason.
Some couples were clearly a perfect match, yet eventually parted on bad terms. Other couples were perfectly ordinary, yet stayed together until their hair turned gray.
Whether it was differences in personality, values, or even their worldly backgrounds,
the most fundamental reason was actually how they maintained their relationship. Major and minor matters, even the trivial details of daily life, subtly affected everything bit by bit.
Yimo had something on his mind, and Tong Muxue knew it.
Tong Muxue looked at Yimo, his reflection in her pupils.
In fact, she knew and understood many things. Yimo's troubles were all rooted in her.
So,
as long as Yimo was still willing to be with her, as long as this core issue remained unchanged, she wanted him