No matter what Liu Fen said, Gu Juncheng remained silent, until Liu Fen said, 'What are you still thinking about? Back then, when we went to discuss the engagement, she didn't like you. She preferred a refined and handsome young man—a delicate guy like Goudan, not someone like you—but he was fair-skinned, and she just...'
Whether these words hurt his male pride, he finally spoke, with a very firm 'Stop talking,' and the sound of a chair falling echoed within.
He's coming out!
Lin Qingping hurried back into her room.
Lying back on the bed, Lin Qingping felt both wronged and sad, but what her mother-in-law said was mostly true. She indeed didn't like Gu Juncheng, and she did like pretty young men—but that was in the past...
Since her mother-in-law said this, she didn't blame her. Liu Fen was, after all, a traditional rural woman, with a soft nature and easily swayed by others. Yet, it was precisely because of Liu Fen's weakness that in her past life, Lin Qingping got away with behaving arrogantly in the Gu family, and Liu Fen tolerated her. Especially when Gu Juncheng's will stipulated giving all the compensation money to her, Liu Fen didn't make a fuss, though she had the right to...
Just considering Lin Qingping's comfortable life in her past life with her in-laws, she wouldn't hold a grudge against her mother-in-law's remarks today. Moreover, life is about the long term—time tells the truth about people. Over time, her mother-in-law would understand, provided this life could continue. That is, what Gu Juncheng truly feels...
Lost in her chaotic thoughts, the door suddenly opened.
He actually came in!
She thought he might go share a room with Zhiyuan, but did he come to confront her or to talk about divorce?
Either way, she couldn't endure this injustice silently...
Just like the previous night, Gu Juncheng laid down a floor mattress after entering the room and went to sleep.
Lin Qingping felt full of grievance. Sitting up, she asked toward the darkness where he was sleeping, 'Do you not trust me?'
The person on the floor mattress remained silent.
What does this silence mean?
Lin Qingping's tears almost burst out.
She endured, jumped out of bed, turned on the light, and asked in front of him: "You say, don't you believe me?" "
asked, and before I knew it, my eyes were red, and my voice was choked.
Gu Juncheng's eyes were dark, as deep as the night sky, and he couldn't figure out what was in them.
Lin Qingping didn't do anything, grabbed the hem of his clothes, brushed it, and directly tore the shirt away, and the buttons jumped everywhere for a while, and one of them jumped on his face, making his eyes blink.
Under the light, she was already in full view.
Her eyes were filled with tears, and she was extremely aggrieved, "Look, Gu Juncheng, I do have a mole, do you think that I am really having an affair with someone else?" "
He finally stopped being so calm, his eyes hurriedly looked away, he pulled up his quilt and wrapped it around her, his tone was urgent and cold, "Don't make trouble!" Go to bed! "
"I don't sleep..."
Wrapped in Gu Juncheng like this, she was wrapped in a quilt with Gu Juncheng and clung tightly together.
By the time Gu Juncheng realized this, it was too late.
Lin Qingping took advantage of the trend, wrapped around him softly and hotly, pressed against his ear, his voice was soft and soft, with a crying sound, "I can prove that I am innocent between me and the dog egg, I am innocent with anyone, Gu Juncheng, you will prove it..."
When she spoke, her lips closed one by one, touching his ears one by one, and the hot air sprayed on the base of his ears, and his whole body tightened, and his defense was full.
"Lin Qingping! Be honest with me! His whole body stiffened, and he roared in a calm voice.
Lin Qingping didn't speak, only stretched out his hand to hug his waist, and through the vest, he could feel the muscles on his waist tightening.
Immediately, her hand was held down by him.
He looked at her, his eyes like the night sky, and flames beating in it.
He gritted his teeth, 'Lin Qingping! Don't ask for trouble!'
Her face was barely the size of a palm, with black hair falling around it. Her chin lifted in a challenging gesture, her eyes moist, two glistening tears hanging, ready to fall at any moment.
'Then what do you want me to do? How am I supposed to prove it? Mom doesn't believe me anymore, and if you don't believe me either, what am I supposed to do? Of course, I'll have to prove it my own way...' Her voice was choked with tears, her nose tip red from being upset, her eyebrows and cheeks flushed pink, like a peach blossom battered by wind and rain, delicate enough to be smashed.
Gu Juncheng was about to laugh in annoyance, keeping a stern face, 'Lin Qingping, I didn't expect it. You're so mighty when facing people during the day, but now you're being clingy and stubborn?'
Lin Qingping: ...didn't expect him to hear me facing Big Fat Lady during the day...
She blinked, and tears immediately fell like pearls, 'That's just the kind of person I am... Do you believe me like this? Do you believe me...'
Lin Qingping had gone all in, arms wrapped around his neck and refusing to let go, lips close to his ear, speaking softly, only he could hear, 'Gu Juncheng, tomorrow I will go to the village and make a scene, you can't! You're not a man...'
'Lin Qingping!'
She had finally angered him. He shouted, staring straight at her.
'I...' Lin Qingping had only said one word when a rough, soft barrier blocked her...
He truly seemed very angry...
She felt like she was about to be crushed by him...
Her breath was filled with his scent, and soon, her mind was too...
Just when she felt dizzy, almost unable to bear it, and was grabbing his hair, he suddenly pulled away and lay back, breathing heavily.
Lin Qingping's mind was still buzzing, and she was still a little dazed.
"Sleep!" he barked, turning off the light.
Lin Qingping only felt a tingling on her lips, the rough stubble he had grazed still leaving a lingering warmth.
After a long while, a low voice came from the darkness: "I believe."
She turned in surprise, but he didn't say another word.
She smiled faintly, holding Gu Juncheng's arm as she fell asleep, thinking to herself: Finally, after going through all the sadness of my past life, I could squeeze out just this little bit of tears… at last, there's a sense of gain…
At some point, heavy rain began to fall. The summer night rain was as dense as scattered beans, but it didn't disturb Lin Qingping's sleep at all.
When she got up the next day, unsurprisingly, Lin Qingping was back in bed, and the floor bedding had already been put away.
Hugging the blanket, Lin Qingping felt a little embarrassed.
She had wanted to get up early, hadn't she? She thought, this really wasn't her fault.
In fact, ever since she was reborn, she often couldn't sleep well, always having nightmares—dreaming of her nephew's fierce face, dreaming of the suffocating feeling when near death. The thing she dreamt of the most, again and again, was receiving the telegram from the army about his death. She would hold the telegram and cry her heart out…
Whenever she woke up in the middle of the night from a nightmare, the heart-wrenching pain in the dream would echo clearly in her chest, making it hard for her to sleep peacefully. Yet, these past two nights, even though she was sleeping on the floor, she slept so soundly…
Suddenly, she heard Gu Juncheng's voice outside, seemingly ordering him to go stand in the corner again.
She quickly got up and washed herself, seeing Gu Juncheng coming out of Zhiyuan's room.
Upon seeing her, Gu Juncheng coughed twice and glanced away.
Lin Qingping thought: ...What's going on in this person's head?
"What's wrong with Zhiyuan?"
Gu Juncheng's expression finally returned to normal. "That brat has learned to run away from home! I caught him at the village entrance!"
Lin Qingping suddenly remembered what Zhiyuan said yesterday: He said he would leave...
And he actually did leave!
She still carried a cup of milk into Zhiyuan's room.
Zhiyuan's small body stood rigidly as if in military posture, straight and upright, and he didn't turn around upon hearing someone enter.
"Zhiyuan," she called him, "haven't you had your milk today?"
Zhiyuan tilted his head slightly, ignoring her.
The ice between her and Zhiyuan had not yet been broken.
Ever since she married in, she had ignored Zhiyuan. Zhiyuan didn't like her, but he understood one thing: she was Uncle Gu's wife and one of their own. So, if someone outside spoke ill of her, he had to defend her to protect Uncle Gu's honor.
Lin Qingping looked at the little boy, feeling a deep sense of pity.
"Come on, have some milk," she coaxed, bringing it to his lips like before.
This time, he didn't drink it, lowering his head and turning away.
"What's wrong? Can you tell me?" she asked patiently. "I heard Uncle Gu say that you want to leave?"
The word 'leave' finally made him react, but he buried his head even lower. "I'll leave when Uncle Gu goes back to the army."
"Why are you leaving? Where are you going?" she asked in surprise.
Zhiyuan fell silent again.
Lin Qingping thought for a moment and put down her glass of milk. "What if I said I won't let you go?"
When Zhiyuan heard this, he suddenly lifted his head.
Lin Qingping noticed that, indeed, the child's eyes were red again.
"I won't let you go, Zhiyuan," she repeated.
"Then… then will you give me eggs, give me milk powder…" the little one stammered.
"What does that have to do with you leaving?" she was puzzled.
Zhiyuan lowered his head. "In plays and story-telling, it's always like this: give good wine and good dishes, then give a little gift, and only then send the guest off…"
Lin Qingping: …
So it was this kind of misunderstanding.
Such a sensitive and precocious child really thinks too much…
"I… I…"
Lin Qingping hugged Zhiyuan, who had been saying "I" for a long time, "Zhiyuan, I didn't mean that, you misunderstood. From now on, every day you'll have eggs to eat, milk to drink. I'll make it for you, here in this home, just for you. I only hope that you grow tall and strong, like Uncle Gu."
Zhiyuan didn't speak, but Lin Qingping felt that her thin summer shirt, the area where his eyes were pressed against it, had become wet.
Zhiyuan, thank you for calling me 'Mom.' In this life, the two of us will start over…
Lin Qingping didn't let Zhiyuan continue standing in the corner. After he drank the milk, she cooked an egg for him to eat, then started preparing the meal.
In her previous life, she worked in the food industry and was quite skilled at cooking. But during the time at the Gu family, she had become notorious for being lazy and fond of eating; she never did chores and never shared the good food.
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