After the unpleasant parting last time, Guan Yang had not returned to the villa.
Even when they met at Song Qinian's wedding, they acted like strangers, not greeting each other or exchanging glances.
Mu Yuxin had thought Guan Yang, being on the verge of marriage, would no longer frequent this villa, so she was surprised he came tonight.
Well, it was fortunate to see him one last time before leaving.
Normally, as soon as Guan Yang returned, regardless of whether she was asleep, his first act was to drag her into bed, not ceasing until he had utterly exhausted her.
But tonight, he was acting strangely.
He didn't turn on the lights, nor did he undress to get into bed. Instead, he sat by the bedside.
Mu Yuxin, feigning sleep, didn't know what he intended to do and dared not even breathe.
Suddenly, his hand gently caressed her cheek. The gesture was so incredibly tender that Mu Yuxin's heart began to race, followed by a wave of deep sorrow and reluctance.
Undoubtedly, she loved Guan Yang.
Guan Yang had appeared in her bleak life, painting it with vibrant colors. She had learned so much from him.
The time she spent with him had been the happiest period of her life.
Since she was leaving tomorrow, tonight, she wanted to hold him tightly.
With this thought, she suddenly reached out and wrapped her arms around Guan Yang's neck.
Guan Yang seemed surprised that Mu Yuxin was pretending to be asleep, or perhaps he was taken aback by her主动 embrace. After a few seconds of stunned silence, he gripped her chin and kissed her fiercely.
His kiss was rough and demanding. As they kissed, they impatiently began to tear at each other's clothes.
It was as if they had a multitude of things to say to each other, yet neither spoke. They could only express themselves through the most primal means, experiencing each other.
Since their reunion, most of their intimate encounters had been initiated by Guan Yang forcing himself upon Mu Yuxin.
This rare moment of Mu Yuxin taking the initiative sent Guan Yang into a frenzy, as if he wanted to devour her whole.
For a good part of the night, Mu Yuxin had no memory of when she finally passed out.
However, she didn't sleep for long before waking up.
She didn't know when Guan Yang had finished, only that dawn had broken, and Guan Yang was still asleep.
Guan Yang held her as they slept, just like when they were dating. After their encounters, he would sleep with her in his arms, naked.
As Guan Yang slept, his brows were relaxed, devoid of his usual stern demeanor. He even appeared somewhat docile.
Mu Yuxin gazed at Guan Yang greedily, wanting to imprint his image deeply in her mind.
Mu Yuxin sometimes wondered if, had that incident not occurred, she and Guan Yang would have already been married with children.
Or, would their love have faded over the monotony of daily life, leading to a breakup?
If that were the case, it would have been a complete ending, unlike their current state of mutual torment and inability to let go.
Guan Yang was quite handsome. When he transferred to their high school, many girls wrote him love letters.
After entering society, he was always surrounded by various women, which had made her jealous many times. Yet, back then, Guan Yang had been devoted.
However, now, he was going to marry someone else.
She wanted to reach out and touch Guan Yang's face, but as her fingers neared, she stopped, afraid of waking him.
Right.
Guan Yang loved the egg pancakes she made.
With this in mind, Mu Yuxin quietly got out of bed, put on her clothes, and went downstairs. The moment she left the room, Guan Yang, who had been fast asleep, slowly opened his eyes.
As Guan Yang got out of bed and went downstairs, a pleasant aroma wafted towards him.
The housekeeper saw him descend and immediately approached with a smile. "Mr. Guan, Miss Mu personally made breakfast for you."
Guan Yang's dark eyes glanced towards the kitchen, where he saw a woman with her hair casually tied in a bun, wearing a white dress and a pink apron, busy at work.
Contrary to Song Qinian, Mu Yuxin's hands were skilled. She was adept at anything handmade, especially cooking. Anyone who tasted her creations never failed to praise them as "superb."
During the years Guan Yang spent in prison, he would think of Mu Yuxin's cooking every mealtime, hating her while simultaneously missing her.
"You're up. Come and eat."
Mu Yuxin smiled and placed the fried egg pancakes and scallion oil pancakes on the table. Guan Yang sat in a chair by the dining table and gave her a cold look. "You don't actually think that by trying to appease me in this way, I'll let you go, do you?"
Mu Yuxin's expression froze for a few seconds before she smiled. "I wasn't thinking that. I just wanted to make breakfast. If you don't want to eat it, I can ask the auntie to make something else for you."
Guan Yang remained silent and picked up a knife and fork to start eating.
Mu Yuxin watched him intently, asking with a mixture of anticipation and nervousness, "How does it taste?"
Seeing Mu Yuxin waiting for his answer, Guan Yang's dark eyes flickered slightly. Why was she so unusual today?
"Average."
Upon hearing Guan Yang's reply, Mu Yuxin simply smiled faintly. "Yes, it's indeed not as good as what you buy outside."
Guan Yang said nothing more. After a pause, he glanced at Mu Yuxin and said indifferently, "Sit down and eat."
Since Mu Yuxin had been confined here by Guan Yang, he would occasionally invite her to dine with him. They rarely spoke during meals.
For Mu Yuxin, it was like sitting on pins and needles, like a lump in her throat.
But today, thinking this was the last breakfast she would share with him, she obediently took her seat and picked up her chopsticks to eat.
They still didn't speak, but compared to before, Mu Yuxin's heart had become strangely calm.
After the meal, Guan Yang looked at Mu Yuxin and asked, "Did you finish handwriting the invitations I asked for earlier, and the decals for my wedding?"
Mu Yuxin nodded and handed a pre-prepared handbag to Guan Yang. "Everything is inside."
Guan Yang's expression suddenly turned cold. His gaze was even colder than his expression. "Hmph, you've certainly put in the effort."
Mu Yuxin responded calmly, "Since I'm idle here anyway, it's good if I can help out a bit."
Hearing this, Guan Yang's expression worsened.
He snorted coldly and took the handbag, preparing to leave.
Mu Yuxin watched his receding back, her nose stinging terribly. She clenched her fists, trying to hold back, but finally couldn't resist calling out to him.
"Guan Yang!"
Guan Yang stopped and turned back.
"I'm sorry... and, congratulations..."
She should have said this "I'm sorry" long ago. Although she knew these three words could not compensate for anything, she still had to say them.
As for the latter three words, she hoped he would be truly happy with Sheng Jiaojiao, and she wished him a lifetime of happiness and fulfillment.
Guan Yang's face remained expressionless. After a long moment, he said coldly, "I don't need your apology, nor your congratulations."
After Guan Yang finished speaking, he left. Mu Yuxin could no longer hold back her tears.
Recalling something, she rushed to the second floor and watched Guan Yang from the window.
After getting into his car, Guan Yang drove away without the slightest hesitation. This place, to him, was like a temporary palace where he kept a lover.
He had never considered this place his home, only coming here when he desired her company. When he didn't want to visit, he would leave her to her fate.
Well, he was getting married soon, and would live with Sheng Jiaojiao from now on. If he didn't come here, he wouldn't know if she was here or not.
Guan Yang, goodbye. Farewell forever.