He had originally thought that the changes in Ling Chuxia over the years were due to her elder sister, due to Mrs. Shi, but now it seed that it was more because of him.
Because of his unpredictable rage, because of his cold words.
He had promised to make her happy, yet in the relentless three years of their marriage, he had single-handedly destroyed her happiness.
Shi Che blinked, his eyes gradually reddening, his hand gently caressing Ling Chuxia’s face, his voice deep and slightly choked.
"Chuxia, you are my wife, you always have been."
From the mont he first saw her, from when she playfully made a ghost face at him, from the first ti he secretly defied his mother’s orders to cook noodles for her, from when she complained to him, asking if he could like her type, from when she took his money to buy snacks in good conscience, calling him ’hubby’, from when she got her first period and thought she was going to die, imperiously asking him to die with her.
As soon as Shi Che spoke, Ling Chuxia’s tears slid out, trickling down her cheeks and landing on the white sheets, instantly spreading.
All the grievances and embarrassnts she had once faced, those indescribable, countless heartaches and complaints seed to vanish in that mont.
For these three years, in Shi Che’s heart, she was his wife; that was enough for her.
Enough for her to smile in rembrance of this ti, this love that belonged to her alone.
"Chuxia?"
Ling Chuxia’s tears fell like broken pearls, overflowing one by one, his hand touched her scalding tears, and he unconsciously began to tremble slightly.
"Why are you crying?"
His voice grew deeper, his fingertips wiping away her tears, yet unable to completely remove them, leaving him sowhat panicked in the end.
Ling Chuxia’s tears had always been his weakness, from past to present, he invariably beca clumsy.
"Chuxia, don’t cry, don’t cry, okay?"
However, the more he comforted her, the more incessant Ling Chuxia’s tears beca. Shi Che grew anxious, his eyebrows knit together and his gaze flickering. At last, he simply cupped her face and his thin lips covered hers, deeply kissing her.
The mont Shi Che’s lips touched Ling Chuxia, her body shuddered violently, she opened her eyes, but her vision was blurred by tears, she couldn’t clearly see his expression. However, she felt the gentleness of his kiss, the warmth enveloping her slowly.
She unconsciously closed her eyes, parting her lips to et his, her arms wrapping around his neck, slowly responding to him.
What had started as a consoling kiss, due to Ling Chuxia’s response, gradually beca entwined and prolonged, both of their breaths quickening.
Shi Che hadn’t touched Ling Chuxia for quite so ti; at this mont, with her soft, fragrant warmth in his arms, her familiar, delicate scent constantly drilling into his nose, Shi Che’s dark eyes deepened, and his embracing arms tightened their hold.
His kisses trailed down to Ling Chuxia’s fair and slender neck as she was pressed down onto the bed, her nightgown gently lifted.
Ling Chuxia breathed softly, her mind half-dazed, half-struggling.
She was pregnant; it was not appropriate to engage in such activities now, she should refuse him, but... she also knew in her heart that this might be her last night with Shi Che.
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