An Ran looked back at Mu Xingfeng. Although he was smiling, she saw something else in his eyes.
He had said such words to her more than once. He even mentioned it right after he received the news about his transfer to Imperial City. However, it never felt as solemn as it did now, even if... he was smiling.
"Husband, if you want me to go to Imperial City, I'll go," An Ran, for the first time, relented on the matter.
After she relented, Mu Xingfeng visibly let out a sigh of relief, "Let's not talk about it now, let's eat."
Mu Xingfeng kissed her on the corner of her lips again, released her, and went into the bathroom. His back view obviously became lighter and more carefree.
An Ran stared blankly at his back for a moment, then turned around and went back into the kitchen.
"Husband, why do you want me to go to the Imperial Medical University again? Are you just really unable to let go of me? Or do you miss me too much, feeling like one day apart is like three years?"
