Jiang Manyue stared at him blankly, and her dark eyelashes trembled after a long time, "Some things are not spoken, nor sworn, but done.

My mother said that when my father was young, he once swore a solemn oath to the Buddha that he would not die a good death if he let my mother down.

Later, he still married, had children, and lived the life of a rich young man.

When you are thirty years old and see other people’s noisy children, you may feel fortunate that you don’t have children and don’t have to worry about your blood pressure soaring all day long.

But when you are forty years old, and you look at other people's children who are growing up like mushrooms, you will think, if I have children, they will probably be like them, with them standing by my side like a pillar of support and an honor.

When I get home, I can't help but wonder why I don't have a child, and you will take your resentment out on me.

Whenever there is a little friction between us, you will think, "You didn't even give me a child, and you dare to quarrel with me, I will dump you."

For such a heavy topic, Shen Zhongli actually imagined himself in his forties or fifties, wrinkled and swearing, and it seemed quite beautiful.

Shen Zhongli couldn't help but laugh, "You've always been the one dumping me, why can't I dump you for once?"

Jiang Manyue also burst into laughter, glared at him and continued, "Even if your feelings for me never change and you love me until death, you decisively choose me between the child and me.

But this choice is unequal. You feel that you are the one who has made great sacrifices and should get more to achieve balance.

And I often feel that I owe you and should give you more.

In our future days, I will be the one who is most cautious, fearing that I might do something wrong and make you sad.

And you will think that I should be more centered on you, and if there is even the slightest thing that does not suit your wishes, you will complain that the sacrifice is not worth it.

This kind of unequal life will not be happy. "

"No," Shen Zhongli held her shoulders and squeezed them, "I won't let you make me the center, and I won't have any complaints, and I won't let you be cautious.

We will be happy, believe me."

"Didn't you say..." Jiang Manyue's throat moved, "Is it over?"

Shen Zhongli pulled the man up from the chair and hugged him tightly, "I miss the past, too. For more than ten years, I have been thinking about the past.

But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t get through. I went to more than a hundred countries but couldn’t get through. I tried to get to know different people but couldn’t get through…

I just knew that I wouldn't be able to survive in this life.

Over the past decade, only when I think of you do I have the motivation to continue living.

Even if I survive, even if I overcome one difficulty after another as a doctor, I feel that it is meaningless as long as I think about the fact that you are not by my side.

Shall we start over?"

"..." Jiang Manyue moved her hand that was raised in the air. She wanted to hug him back, but she didn't have the courage.

"Your disease can be cured, it doesn't matter, if you like children, we will have them, if not, we won't.

If you don't believe me, I can get a vasectomy and we'll be even."

Shen Zhongli let her go, put his hand on her arm and looked at her expectantly, "Let's start over, okay?"

"I..." Jiang Manyue looked at him steadily, "I'm not worthy."

"For me, it's worth it." Knowing that she was suffering from inferiority complex, Shen Zhongli said patiently: "I can't explain why I must have you.

Maybe it’s the timid look in your eyes every time you look at me that makes me always want to protect you to the best of my ability.

Slowly, I found that my emotions are always led by you. When you frown, I will be sad, when you sigh, I will feel distressed, when you are happy, I will involuntarily curl the corners of my lips...

During the time when you disappeared without a word, I consoled myself numerous times by saying that it was good that this person was gone, at least my mood wouldn't change as quickly as the weather in June.

I don't have to be happy that you saw me during morning exercises one second, and then be angry the next second because you turned your face away indifferently when we met.

I don't have to be excited because you accepted my gift one second, and then be so angry that I want to beat up the whole world the next second because you scolded me...

Although you have tortured me like a mentally ill lunatic, at least I can feel that I am alive.

Since you left, there has not been a day that I haven't lived like a corpse, like a machine.

Nothing can make me happy, and even less can make me sad. Even if I get stabbed on the street, I can keep my composure, subdue the vicious person, and then heal the wound.

There are also many moments when I feel like I am being pulled out of a trance, and at that time there will be a very clear question in my mind: Who am I?

You feel you are not worth it, but you are priceless to me.

I can live without you, but I don't know what the meaning of living is without you.

You say you are a stinking ditch, but no, to me, you are the sunshine that shines upon me. "

Jiang Manyue didn't dare to look at him again. When she lowered her eyes, tears fell like rain. Thousands of words were stuck in her chest. In the end, she could only squeeze out the most insignificant "I'm sorry!"

"What I want is for you to love me, not an apology." Shen Zhongli ran his fingers through the hair on her neck and gently stroked her ear with his thumb.

Jiang Manyue looked at him again, her mouth pouting like a wronged child, "I'm just sorry!"

Shen Zhongli chuckled and wiped her tears lovingly.

"I was so mean to you, why are you so stupid? There are so many good girls in the world, why did you..."

“There are many good girls in the world, but they have nothing to do with me. You are the only girl who can make me happy, sad, and angry.

What can I do? "

"But..." Jiang Manyue said in embarrassment: "But I'm getting married soon, and my fiancé is really good to me, I..."

Shen Zhongli frowned unhappily but did not interrupt her calm waiting.

"I can't be ungrateful."

Shen Zhongli's brows relaxed. "Put the blame on me for being ungrateful. I'll talk to him."

"But I promised..."

Jiang Manyue lowered her head, unable to continue speaking.

Shen Yue snorted with disdain.

[You can still break the contract after signing it! What's wrong with agreeing to it? Can't you regret it after agreeing to it? 】

[No, you also signed a contract.]

[Although... the contract you signed is not legally binding! Legally, there are only three states of marriage: unmarried, married, and divorced.

The agreement you two signed is a formal marriage, but the law does not include such a thing as a formal marriage!

Is it okay to be completely unprotected by the law? Is it okay to breach the contract as much as you want? 】

[And are you sure you can accept a sexless marriage? ]

[Women are flowers that need men to water and nourish them. Even marriages with love can be bumpy, let alone marriages without love or sex.]

[Don’t you watch movies? When the male protagonist kisses and hugs the female protagonist in the movie and makes love, do you really have no thoughts at all? ]

Everything was fine, why did we start driving on the highway?

Jiang Manyue blushed so much that she couldn't even lift her head.

Professor Shen, who could usually chat about details with patients without any disturbance, now seemed like a young boy, raising his hand to scratch the back of his hot neck awkwardly.

The little guy talks too much.