“I love you. I now realize that my previous ‘fear’ wasn’t really fear. Since no strange man had ever touched me, I couldn’t distinguish the tingling, warm feeling when you touched me. I always thought it meant discomfort, so I was afraid of you touching me because my body would feel strange. Later, Feifan told me many things. And a few days ago, when the flower shop owner accidentally touched my finger, I felt nothing, just my usual dislike of being touched.
But your hand seemed to have electricity. At first, I was afraid of you, but later… recently, I’ve gotten used to it and even started to like the warm, cozy feeling of your hand. I seem to have misunderstood many things. I still can’t fully comprehend it. But I’m so afraid you won’t want me, so afraid you’ll like someone else.” She sniffled, not daring to look at him.
“So that’s why you did what you did last night?” He could hardly believe this sudden surprise, carefully seeking confirmation, though joy was about to overflow his heart.
She shook her head. Seeing that he didn’t reject or mock her, her courage multiplied.
“Feifan said that once a man is seduced, he’s easier to sway, and then I could persuade you to love me. She said… sex is just a means, the most important thing is to make you love me…”
Tang Hua was stunned for a moment, muttering to himself:
“I should have stopped that woman from corrupting you. She’s just causing trouble.” Yet that troublemaking woman had an incomparable influence on Susu.
“Did she say something wrong? Or did I do something incorrect?” Susu asked timidly, noticing her husband’s unsettling expression.
“Both right and wrong,” he smiled bitterly, sitting up and embracing her. “Susu, I love you. I’ve always loved you.
