An Jin, however, seemed satisfied with my lowered tone and let out a light laugh. When he laughs, he habitually pulls up one corner of his lips, charming yet with a hint of wickedness.
Women are contradictory creatures, loving both angels and demons. Gentle and elegant when not smiling, yet somewhat evil when laughing – how many could resist such a man?
Later, when I played with An Jin, he realized that the person who had stolen his sugar cake was actually a girl, not a monster. However, this nickname “little monster” followed me for many years until we gradually became estranged, and I never heard it again. Whenever I thought about it, I felt a sense of melancholy.
At this moment, An Jin buried his face near my ear and called out this nickname once more. Although I knew he was acting out of drunkenness, I couldn’t help but hug him back.
“Zhuo Yi, was I wrong in the past? Can you forgive me?”
Chapter Three: My Dilemma
An Jin pushed me away slightly, seemingly still examining my face. I lowered my head, unable to understand what he was looking at in this darkness.
If he still couldn’t forgive me after saying all this, I would probably have to jump into the deep chasm between us and hide.
He stared for a long time, and my heart hung in suspense for just as long.
“You want to make up with me?” he spoke, his voice somewhat playful. “Why?”
“We are already husband and wife. Even if you married me for revenge, the fact remains. We might as well get along well, live in harmony…” I persuaded gently.
“Just because of this?” he interrupted impatiently. “If you were married to someone else right now, would you also get along well with him?”
I thought for a moment and answered honestly. “Perhaps.”
He tightened his grip. “Fine. Since we’re going to get along, I’ll stay here tonight.”
I had no objection, but remembering the pain from our wedding night, I involuntarily shivered. He was very close to me and must have felt my tremor, letting out a scornful laugh. “What, you’re unwilling?”
“No.” Sensing the rare peaceful atmosphere, I seized the opportunity, pushing away thoughts of pain and gripping his arm. “Don’t go.”
