She told her friend over an international call, joking: “Yilin, what should I do? I seem to have adapted to this unproductive parasitic lifestyle, swiping credit cards all day, dressing up beautifully, enjoying luxurious delicacies. I’m considering whether to just let him support me for life?”
Dong Yilin burst into laughter on the other end of the phone, “Hey! You’re not being honest! If you’ve decided to forgive him, just say so! Torturing him like this is inhumane!”
”Go away! We’ve only been separated for less than five months! I’ll wait another half year!”
”Oh—” Dong Yilin drew out her tone, “Someone’s counting the days!”
”Yes, yes!” Shui Jing retorted embarrassedly: “I’ll obediently be a noble wife, so you can be lovey-dovey with Brother Jiang, right? ‘Sister-in-law’!”
”Hey! Who’s your sister-in-law! Don’t randomly claim relatives!” Dong Yilin fought back: “My ID’s marital status column is still blank!”
The two went back and forth… who loves whom? Only they know in their hearts.
Waking up in the middle of the night, quietly listening to the wind howling outside in the tatami-scented room, a feeling of loneliness crept up.
Traveling alone should feel free and easy, but she felt desolate.
What had changed her independent personality?
Her willfulness was tolerated by Guan Longji, also confirming that her “husband” was no longer the demon who failed to seduce her and attempted rape, but just an awkward man who didn’t know how to express his feelings.
But that deep, crazy way of loving was an unbearable weight that she didn’t understand.
Thoughts drifted in the night wind, gradually settling—
In a sacred marriage, there must be more important factors beyond love, right?
Like mutual trust, mutual understanding, honor, or promise…
The clear answer appeared like lightning—
Shui Jing knew she would forgive him, she just needed some time.
In the name of love, all hurts would slowly heal!
If life were like a play, Guan Longji should dramatically appear, with a head full of frost, travel-worn, just to see his beloved wife for a moment…
Shui Jing softly laughed at her own fantasy.
That clumsy man would never be so romantic!
”If this really happens, I’ll forgive you immediately…” she gently touched her chest and murmured, feeling her heart flutter like a little bird.
