This had been an explosion years in the making, so urgent, yet so fiery.
Feeling the thoughts that Xiue’s eyes revealed.
Zhang Xiaoshan’s throat was dry, he wanted to say sothing, but when he opened his mouth, he couldn’t utter a word.
He was moved.
At that mont, Xiue continued to press on fervently.
"Little Shan, Sister Xiue knows what’s in her heart. I know you are a good young man with a limitless future, and I know we can’t get married, but that doesn’t matter to ."
"Sister Xiue knows she isn’t worthy of you, so I don’t dare hope for a future together. I simply hope that you keep Sister in your heart, understand my ups and downs, spend more ti with . Sister really suffers, and during hard tis, I have no one to talk to."
"Sister is really very lonely. Can you help Sister? Otherwise, Sister will die. I really will die."
"Wuu wuu wuu."
Xiue’s tears fell on Zhang Xiaoshan’s cheeks, lting his heart.
His defenses were already not solid, and by now they had been breached by Xiue’s tears.
"Sister Xiue, I... I will definitely need to find soone to marry in the future."
Zhang Xiaoshan struggled to squeeze out the words.
He felt a bit ashad and dared not look directly at Xiue.
But Xiue’s deanor was exceptionally resolute.
"Little Shan, don’t say any more. Sister has already thought through everything you’ve said."
"Do you think Sister Xiue only just whimsically thought about being with you today? No! Sister has long been thinking about finding a partner, and you are the one I really want to find. Being with you, I just need to be happy, even if it’s for a brief mont, I’m content."
"In the future, if one day you need to get married, just with one word from you, Sister will cleanly cut ties with you. I will not cause you trouble or tarnish your reputation."
"Little Shan, Sister Xiue likes you."
Xiue lay on Zhang Xiaoshan’s chest, emitting sobs.
Zhang Xiaoshan was touched.
He had heard such words from ili as well.
He knew the pain a woman endures from prolonged loneliness.
Moreover, ili, who was originally cheerful and well provided for, felt very sad.
And Xiue, with her reserved nature, also suffered tornt from her despicable husband, so wasn’t her suffering many tis greater than ili’s?
How painful these years must have been for her.
Zhang Xiaoshan felt sorry for Xiue.
He felt sorry for this kind, beautiful woman.
"Sister Xiue, can it really be?"
Finally gathering the courage, he lifted his hand that rested flat on the bed and placed it on Xiue, gently trying.
He needed to take the first brave step.
Feeling Zhang Xiaoshan’s heartbeat, Xiue realized he had been persuaded by her words.
She lifted her head, her large eyes misty, gazing affectionately at Zhang Xiaoshan.
In that mont, their hearts understood each other.
...
Ti passed, and finally Xiue curled up in Zhang Xiaoshan’s arms, the two embraced and deeply fell asleep.
Until the evening.
Zhang Xiaoshan finally opened his eyes again.
Xiue was not by his side; it was empty.
"You were sleeping so sweetly."
"Why don’t you rest a bit more? You must be tired too."
As Zhang Xiaoshan busied himself with dressing, Xiue walked in from outside.
Xiue wore a light blue sheer spaghetti strap nightgown.
Already a charming woman, she looked even more alluring now, her lightly flushed cheeks indicating her joyful mood.
Zhang Xiaoshan looked, feeling moved again.
"Sister Xiue, co here, I have a little secret to tell you."
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