The morning light came in through the window, and the four tangled legs on the bed could not tell us apart.
The first one to wake up was Ling Qiao. He tightly hugged his lovely wife in his embrace, a sweet taste rippling through his heart. For some reason, ShuShu actually agreed to it last night. Without any warning or anything special, he was suddenly willing.
He kissed her forehead, thinking, This time, I've got her tied up.
He pulled out the drawer on the bedside table and took out their old wedding diamond rings. He wanted to put them on for her.
He took her hand and put it on the gold ring her mother had left for her. They had agreed to use it as a wedding ring for each other, but the other was awkward in Jan's hand in the summer.
Having made her move, Shu Shu woke up from her sleep. She immediately saw the diamond ring on her ring finger. The sunlight reflected off of it, causing her eyes to flicker.
Ling Qiao opened up his palm and said, "This is much better, it's a pair. Why don't you take off the gold ring?"
Shu Shu was reluctant to part with it. "No, this ring is too flashy. I'm not used to it. It's better to have a simple gold ring."
Ling Qiao smiled. "Amazing. You've said the same thing before." "But this pair of gold rings are not enough. The other ring is in Summer Young's hand, and I want to have a full wedding ring with you."
Shu was at a loss. "It's not like I want to marry you."
Hearing that, Ling Qiao abruptly sat up on the bed, "What did you say?!" I didn't want to marry him. Heh, then what did last night mean?
ShuShu retreated, her head curling back. "I haven't thought about it yet."
Ling Qiao immediately felt that he had been played for a fool. A man's tolerance was limited, not to mention that he had never had any form of patience. He quickly got off the bed and put on his clothes.
ShuShu started to panic. She felt guilty for her slip of the tongue, and even more so, a chill went down her spine.
"Don't say you were impulsive last night, Shu. When did you become such a casual person?!" Ling Qiao angrily walked out of the bedroom.
Shushu stared blankly at the open door. Her heart was numb, and although it couldn't be said to be painful, it was painful. She touched the bed sheets, imagining that there would be candles in the bridal chamber.
Ling Qiao was very angry at the time. He walked down the stairs and walked around the living room twice, trying to digest the anger he felt. He wanted to say that he had endured for such a long time, but now that everything was progressing in the right direction, what was there for him to be angry about? As he thought about it, he returned to his bedroom.
Shushu was also dressed. Her silk pajamas were very fitting and matched her skin color. She stood on the small balcony, the cool morning breeze blowing her skirt and her long hair.
Ling Qiao walked over and hugged her shoulders. "You're already dressed like this early in the morning. It's not good to be seen naked."
Shu Shu lowered her head, not saying a word. Her eyes were filled with a lonely expression. Perhaps what Ling Qiao said was right, she was just a casual person. She hadn't agreed to his proposal, but had actually gone to bed with him.
Ling Qiao pulled her inside, "I'm not good, I shouldn't have said that about you."
Shu Shu shook her head. She took off the ring and returned it to him, but then said something irrelevant. "Ling Qiao, I want to go out to work."
Lin Qiao Mu took the ring hesitantly. All women like diamond jewelry, but she did not like it. It was like this in the past, but it was still like this now. "Don't worry about work, I'll arrange it for you. Listen to me, okay?"
Shu Shu could feel the pain in Ling Qiao's heart, this was also the same with being overjoyed and sorrowful. "Alright, I will follow your arrangements." She could not bear to hurt him again with her stubbornness. Perhaps one day, when she understood, when she remembered everything, she would fully open his heart to him.
Ling Qiao packed up before going to work. He said that there would be a cleaner coming to clean in the afternoon and that he would need to find a few hardworking servants so that she could stay at home to take care of him.
It was still early, so Shu Shu went out for a walk in the district. It was almost summer time, but in a few days, the scorching heat would arrive, so she decided to take advantage of the cool weather.
This was the Rich District, a neat row of villas with a garden in the middle. Many people were playing and playing there, especially children.
Shu-Shu was intrigued to see a young man with an easel. She herself painted.
As he slowly walked in, the colorful colors on the drawing board recorded this wonderful morning.
The youngster felt that there was someone behind him. Turning around, he smiled and nodded to him, praising, "Your painting is really not bad. Can I have a look?"
The young man smiled like a spring breeze. "Of course you can."
Shu Shu felt that this young man looked familiar, but could not recall where she had seen him before.
After chatting for a while, they found out that this young man was called Jin Yicheng, a student of the American Academy. He was only in his third year of university and lived in this district. Only after chatting did they realize how fervent the heart of this seemingly refined and refined young man was. Whenever he talked about painting or talking about his dreams, his eyes would be filled with fighting spirit.
"Really, you draw cartoons?" Upon learning of Shu Shu's occupation, he was astounded. Inexplicable joy could be seen on his face.
"Do you have a pencil?"
"Yes, yes."
"Lend me a piece of paper." Shushu took a pen and paper and began to draw with his bare hands, against a small corner of his drawing board.
The comic book was not as complicated as the watercolor painting. It only required a few simple strokes to express itself. Many of them had exaggerated effects. If the painting was exquisite, it would have a unique charm.
ShuShu didn't spend much time on it. She drew the rough outline of the garden with a few strokes. What's more, there were children skating in the garden. With just a few strokes, she had already depicted the children's interesting charm.
Jin Yichun was constantly praising her. "How amazing! Can you teach me?"
It was rare to find someone who shared the same interests as him, so Shu Shu happily agreed. "Of course you can. With your talent, it will definitely not be a problem. Just paint more and you will be fine."
When Jin Yicheng saw the ring on her finger, he asked in astonishment, "I can see that you're still young. Why are you getting married so early?"
ShuShu felt a little awkward, not knowing what to say. "A relic my mother left me." He didn't say anything else.
"So that's the case. I said it's impossible for you to get married so early. I think you're about the same age as me."
These words made ShuShu laugh. "Brat, big sis is so much older than you."
When Ling Qiao returned from work in the evening, he found Shu Shu sitting on the sofa, painting. On the coffee table, beside her feet, were manuscripts.
"Great painter, can you take a rest now?"
Shu Shu smiled embarrassedly. "You came back. I opened the door for you."
"Mhmm, that's why you don't know about me coming in, and you wouldn't know if that little thief came in."
"The security here isn't bad, there won't be any thieves here." Shu Shu hastily packed up. "I'm going to cook. In the afternoon, I went to the district's supermarket to buy a lot of things." It was all because of boredom.
Soon, the three dishes and the soup were served. ShuShu had prepared everything and was waiting for Ling Qiao to come back to boil them. Ling Qiao ate with relish. This was the dinner that he had always longed for.
After dinner, the two of them sat in front of the sofa and watched TV. They had never been so cozy before.
Watching a blind date show, a boy secretly fell in love with a girl for seven years. Knowing that the girl had gone on the blind date show, he also chased after her to confess, moving many people, but not the girl.
The host and guest kept trying to persuade the boy, chattering away. Shu Shu was so moved by the boy's infatuation that she didn't understand what they were saying.
"Ling Qiao, what does a host mean?"
"They're trying to persuade the boy to give up. They're saying that the boy is being sentimental." When a man engages in something, it is often easier to understand than a woman.
"Ah, how could they be like this?!" Shu Shu felt injustice for the boy. "He was silently fond of a person for seven years. How great was that? Such a love is very precious in this society. He was very pitiful when they called him like this."
Ling Qiao lightly said, "How is it pitiful? He asked for it himself. Others don't like him, but he still pestered and pestered me." He immediately thought of Xia Yang, but he didn't say it out loud.
Shu Shu half-jokingly half-sincerely said, "You are so cold-blooded."
"Everyone has his own life to live. Why bother if he doesn't belong to that world?" Finally, Ling Qiao added, "If it was you, you would probably enjoy the feeling of being liked for 7 years, right?"
Shu Shu frowned. "Why are you talking about me?"
Ling Qiao could not hold it in and said, "Summer Yang is like this. This kind of persistence is always wrong."
"Why are you mentioning him …" Shu Shu felt wronged.
Ling Qiao took a deep breath. Today, he had received a call from Xia Yang when he was at work. Other than talking about work and how things were going, he actually had the nerve to ask about Shu Shu's health. He said, "Don't worry, it's definitely better than Hokkaido."
The scene on the television set was very provocative. Ling Qiao's face turned sullen again. Shu Shu no longer wanted to continue watching. "I'm going upstairs. Take a look for yourself."
Ling Qiao did not stop her and allowed her to enter the second floor.
Damn it, what was going on with a blind date that had made them so angry?!
"Shu Shu …" Ling Qiao shamelessly got into bed and hugged her.
"Don't touch me, aunt is here."
Ling Qiao teasingly said, "How can I harass you when I'm not around? Fortunately, I moved quickly and finished the matter yesterday." His warm big hand pressed against her lower abdomen, "Does it hurt, do you want me to boil some ginger candy?"
Shu Shu shook her head. "I'm fine. No need."
Seeing her weak look, Ling Qiao sighed and said that the girl was determined not to love him and would not stay with him. If everyone said that he was very touching like that, he would take it as an encouragement and waste even more seven years, but he would never be able to live his life again.
He said that sometimes that boy might not even know whether it was love or unwillingness. That guy was still in the circle he drew and refused to come out. He was moved by his seven years of self-sacrifice, and the longer it took, the more reluctant he would be to let go of it.
He said you have to learn from that girl, know exactly what you want to fight for, love is not touching. It was indeed impossible for her to choose to live with him for the rest of her life just because of being moved. Even if she followed him away because of being moved, it would only cause more harm in the end, right?
He said that sometimes, if a person did not heartlessly reject something, it would instead harm the other person. This sort of thing being cruel was actually better for himself and the others.
Shu Shu quietly listened. In fact, even if Ling Qiao didn't say these words, she would still be able to understand them. It was just that when her temper flared up, she was unable to control himself.