She had originally planned to stay in Anlin for two days and return to Xilin on the third day, which would have been just perfect.
After all, the military academy had strict regulations, and her request for leave through Lu Ziqing was essentially taking a shortcut. Anyone else wouldn’t have been easily granted several days off.
But now, because of Old Master Wen’s banquet invitation, she had no choice but to delay for another day...
Song Lili lay on the bed. Her bedroom had always been kept for her by Song Jiayu, and it was evident that it had been cleaned regularly; it was very clean with fresh air. There were also two Mangolias on the window, emitting a faint, pleasant fragrance.
However, she really hadn’t lived in this bedroom for long before she moved out on her own.
The window faced south, and there was a small skylight on the roof. When she was very young, she used to fall asleep to her father’s coaxing. She had once told him she wished there was a hole in the roof so that she could see the starry blue night sky.
The apartnt she rented also had a small skylight.
There was one in the master bedroom of the President Mansion as well...
Wen Nian had it installed imdiately when he moved into the President Mansion.
Not only that, but the ceiling also boasted a mural of red Chinese bellflowers painted by the finest muralist in G Country.
"From now on, when you fall asleep, you will see the most beautiful stars, and when you wake up, you will be greeted by an expanse of red Chinese bellflowers."
It was their second night of marriage, a belated wedding night. All night long, with closed eyes, she heard his whispers, the intimate words that belonged only to the two of them... so bold, so embarrassing.
With her eyes open, the ethereal blue night sky outside the skylight was indeed stunning. She whispered, "The stars are peeping..." her voice so hoarse that it was almost gone.
So beautiful, so warm...
She could never forget everything that happened that night... That was true love, true delight...
Whether it was embarrassnt, tension, or satiation...
It was all wonderful.
Song Lili leaned back on the bed. Now at thirty-three, recalling that night still involuntarily brought a smile to her lips.
Perhaps for modern people, the first ti may no longer seem so sacred and precious, and young fashionable girls seem to challenge traditional notions, magnifying lust but suppressing passion.
But Song Lili thought...
When your first ti is truly with soone you genuinely love, it is not aningless.
It is sacred, a wonderful mory that will last a lifeti.
Even if... years later, the two of you end up going separate ways.
Song Lili took a deep breath and then sighed heavily, only to laugh at herself afterward...
"Sighing all the ti isn’t solving anything; after all, you still have the face of a twenty-year-old. Don’t always seem like you’re over fifty, Song Lili..."
She gently patted her own face.
Sotis there was no helping it; that person had deeply touched her soul, and it was impossible to quickly strip away those feelings.
So... she was indeed a bit afraid of these idle, quiet nights that easily let lancholic thoughts and longings flow.
She settled down under a light blanket, tossing and turning but unable to fall asleep. She accepted an invitation from Wen Liangyu...
Wen Liangyu wanted to find a wife for Wen Nian at his own birthday feast...
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