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"You're still the same, not changed at all," Lin Xilin's index finger propped up her chin as she squinted at Zhou Mingchen sitting across from her and sighed deeply, "I thought after we got married, you would rein yourself in, but that was completely an illusion."
A look of puzzlement shone in Zhou Mingchen's eyes, which had become a common occurrence recently.
"Forget it, it's not like you'll accept anything I say," Lin Xilin said, "might as well not say anything at all."
The words sounded familiar; surely she wasn't the only one who had said this to him, Zhou Mingchen thought.
"If you don't tell me, how will you know I won't accept it?"
"Because I know you too well. No matter what anyone says, you only pick what you want to hear and accept it. Everything else is like a breeze by your ears, gone once it's past," Lin Xilin sighed; she understood Zhou Mingchen all too well.
"Are you saying that I'm an incurable case?" Zhou Mingchen raised an eyebrow.
