Chapter 317. Return to Beijing 3

Watching him walk away, I was a little distracted. After years of absence, some people were healing wounds and others were struggling in hell.

In the eyes of many women, if a man is confused because of a woman, then this man loves this woman very much.

But Jordan was different. A few years of not being husband and wife left him calm and introverted. His emotional years seem to be buried in these four years.

He did not overthrow me with too warm and eager feelings, but slowly invaded my life and memory bit by bit. Good-bye, few years.

The process is not enthusiastic, but it is difficult to refuse, or even difficult to push away.

After cooking porridge I went to the hotel. Jordan was lying smoothly on the big white bed when I got there.

With the back of his hand on his forehead, he seemed to be asleep.

A little pale, I put the porridge down. I sat next to him and some unspeakable emotions surging.

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