CH 7.1

Kiss

Translated by Lilac

Edited by Lilac

‘KISS’

After Si Mingchen asked this question, the living room was silent for a few seconds, and even the aunt who was in charge of making breakfast left quietly.

Holding the hot milk in his hand, Wen Zhi frowned, “What does this matter have to do with Sang Qi?”

Si Mingchen did not say anything, but looked at Wen Zhi with his deep eyes, hiding the violent storm that was buried in his heart.

Seeing that he wasn’t saying anything, Wen Zhi muttered, “This is a couple’s show, if we’re going to go, it’s going to be the two of us. There shouldn’t be an option for Sang Qi.”

After saying this, Wen Zhi gave a soft hum as a way to express his dissatisfaction.

Si Mingchen did not want to ask more questions, but years of resentment seemed to drive him, “What if it wasn’t a variety show recording? On a normal day, you’re not married to me, so who do you want to experience these couple projects with?”

Wen Zhi is sensitive and focuses on the wrong point, “What do you mean?” He stood up, his tone a little aggravated and agitated, “What do you mean if I’m not married to you? Why are you making this assumption?”

Si Mingchen said in a deep voice, “That’s not what I meant.”

Wen Zhi could no longer swallow the breakfast on the table. He wiped the corner of his mouth perfunctorily and put on his jacket angrily.

God knows how happy he had been to see Si Mingchen married to him since he had woken up from his memory loss.

The person he had longed for had actually become his legal partner. This kind of plot probably only existed in beautiful movies and TV dramas.

But all these days, he could not figure out what Si Mingchen was thinking, and the two of them were not as affectionate and cuddly as an ordinary couple.

Perhaps Si Mingchen’s personality as such makes him inexpressive, but asking such hypothetical questions was too much.

Just because he doesn’t lose his temper doesn’t mean he doesn’t have one.

It was dangerous for Wen Zhi to leave impulsively like this, and Si Mingchen stepped in front of him with a complicated expression.

Seventeen-year-old Wen Zhi is overly sensitive. Hearing this question so suddenly made him very sad.

Wen Zhi almost shouted out, “I don’t like Sang Qi, why should I go out with him? I want to go with you because I like you, love you and want to have more contact with you. Now that I have no memory, my head is empty and I can’t even try to remember the past of my love affair with you. It always makes me feel that our marriage relationship is not real, it is illusory.”

The more Wen Zhi said, the more upset he became, and finally trotted away when Si Mingchen wasn’t looking.

“There’s a contract for a show tonight. Don’t follow me.”

This time, Si Mingchen did not stop him, until Wen Zhi left, his arm still raised, his eyes hesitantly shocked.

The fact that Wen Zhi can say this means that he remembers Sang Qi as a person.

But did Wen Zhi really not like Sang Qi?

If anything, the fact that Wen Zhi blocked all his contact details back then does not prove his rejection.

Nor does the fact that he didn’t go out even though Wen Zhi knew that he was waiting at his doorstep prove his determination.

But the fact that he heard Wen Zhi’s confession to Sang Qi at the door when he asked him to meet him in the auditorium after school could be proof of something.

Wen Zhi’s words put Si Mingchen in a deep state of doubt.

It is said that you only believe it when you see it.

But back then, he had witnessed all those things with his own eyes and heard them with his own ears.

Or was it that Wen Zhi actually liked him at some point in time? However, something happened and he missed out later, and turned his head and started liking Sang Qi?

But everything after the marriage showed that Wen Zhi had no love for him.

Si Mingchen sat alone in the dining room, delaying the company’s morning meeting for the first time for personal reasons.