I haven’t looked at him through colored glasses, and I don’t think he’s beyond redemption, especially considering his background. Seeing him hurt makes me feel pain, as if those wounds were my own. However, I can’t agree so quickly; this concerns my lifelong happiness. They say marriage is no child’s play, and I’m unsure of Xiang Yang’s feelings for me. I can’t take such a bold gamble, and I also need to discuss this with my mother. I hope you understand, Auntie. I promise to consider your words carefully.
After speaking candidly, her face glowed. Jing Xin raised her wrist to examine the bracelet in the light. She didn’t know much about jade, but the bracelet was extraordinary—its vibrant green was crystal-clear and tasteful. The hot light penetrated it, creating a warm luster. When she traced it with her fingers, it felt surprisingly cold, as if it held the ice of a thousand years.
That coolness reminded her of the first time at the cemetery entrance when Jiang Xiang Yang gripped the machete, the cold light in his eyes.
Chapter Twenty-One: Sudden Bad News (Third Update)
Jing Xin didn’t think much about love; as long as they didn’t argue constantly like her brother and sister-in-law and could live quietly together, that would be good.
She hoped her future husband wouldn’t be too distinctive, preferring an average-looking man with a gentle character. They would drink tea by the window, discuss times past and present, and observe the world’s changes with a smile.
On windy or rainy days, he would pick her up from work. She would cook, he would wash the dishes, and they would relax on the sofa watching TV and chatting. On weekends, they could take their children to the zoo or amusement park, enjoying simple, happy days.
She didn’t dare to hope for a dramatic love; she sought a plain life, believing that plainness creates enduring beauty.
Looking at the passionate loves around her, she questioned how many truly last, knowing that flowers blooming magnificently wither dramatically.
