Chapter 132
Wang Jiazhi is still in a sensitive period and she is always worried that he will dislike her after being together for a long time.
Days passed by, and nothing changed from before. She wondered if he would get bored if it continued like this.
She also drew authoritative conclusions from reading novels and watching movies in the past, that quarreling would enhance feelings, and two people would not last long without quarreling.
Wang Jiazhi thought hard, and it seemed they had never argued. At most, she would throw a tantrum, and he would comfort her and it would all be fine.
Yes, it seemed like all the couples she had met were always quarreling. Some had such bad relationships that they couldn't get divorced. But even those who seemed to have a very good relationship would still quarrel.
Wang Jiazhi understood that the reasons for quarrels were nothing more than money, relatives, children, people outside, or no one but tyranny, beating, scolding, or cold violence.
None of these reasons seemed to apply to either of them. Money wasn't a problem. They didn't have children, she had no relatives, and he didn't seem to have any important relatives either. Even if there were, it would be Mrs. Yi's concern, not hers. Her intuition told her that he probably had no one by now. He had a violent personality, but he wasn't violent towards her at all. His occasional willfulness in the past was gone. He was now very docile. He didn't object to anything she said, and he let her do whatever she wanted to do to him. No matter how boring her words were, he would agree to her. In the past, when they got angry, they would go on a cold war, not seeing each other for days, but that wasn't the case anymore.
How can there be a reason to quarrel?
She thought about how Xiao Shuang and Wen Runze had only been dating for a few months when they had a huge fight, and how they had become even more affectionate after the fight. She couldn't remember what they had argued about, but it didn't seem like a big deal at all.
The couples she had met seemed to quarrel all the time. She could not figure out what they were quarreling about even after listening to them for a long time. Anyway, the quarrels were earth-shattering and very noisy.
Wang Jiazhi believes that there must be a reasonable reason for a quarrel, otherwise it is unreasonable and no different from being a shrew.
She thought about it over and over, but couldn't find the reason for the quarrel. She was also very afraid of arguments. In fact, Wang Jiazhi originally had a people-pleasing personality, and such people were most afraid of conflict, let alone arguments. It was only after experiencing these things that she changed this personality.
Reason told her that if she continued to be unreasonable with him, she would feel like a shrew. Not only would he look down on her, but she would also look down on herself. On the other hand, she thought of his exhausted and haggard appearance. He was already exhausted enough, and now he had to endure her unreasonable tantrums. She shook her head.
At night, he came back, took a shower, and sat at the head of the bed to relax. She took a comb and brushed his hair. After brushing his hair, she came to his side and brushed his hair to relieve her fatigue.
"If we have a fight, what should we fight about?"
"You beat me up."
"don't want."
"Then...I won't be back these few days."
"no."
"That……"
His tone was meaningful.
"no!"
"Then how can we have a quarrel?"
Wang Jiazhi thought this was the dumbest idea ever. She was still so foolish. Who said arguing was necessary to improve a relationship? Constant bickering and fighting only weakened the relationship. She didn't want to argue.
But if he found someone else, she would definitely have a big fight with him. She didn't care whether she had the right or not.
He looked at her, who was deep in thought again, and thought she was so cute.
This little girl still wasn't mature enough. Many of her ideas were the same as a little girl's. Old Yi thought she at least had some experience in love, and it never occurred to him that she had none at all. Her ideas were just empty theories from novels and movies.
He looked at her in a creamy white dress with large pale pink flowers, her hair draped over her shoulders. She looked like a white rose bud, about to bloom, but before it could bloom, someone had forcibly pried open its petals, revealing the ethereal and sad beauty of pure white gauze.
She was still so young. At her age and with her talent, she should be studying in school, dreaming unrealistic dreams of love. She shouldn't be wearing heavy makeup, seducing men into tossing around in bed, and being a chess piece in a game that could never be redeemed.
She seemed to have figured something out, her expression relaxed, her head resting on his shoulder, and then she leaned in close. She was like a koala, that's right, she treated him like a eucalyptus tree, liking to hug him and eat him.
He looked at the kitten on the other side, which had wrapped its tail around his wrist, curled up into a ball, and rubbed its head against him.
He still believed that Wang Jiazhi loved him. After all, he had always had this confidence in himself since he was young. Although he was no longer as strong as before due to the torture, his foundation was still there.
"Mrs. Liao's daughter called you yesterday and told her that you had moved out."
"What does she want from me?"
"She's probably leaving. She's getting married, and she says she's leaving tomorrow."
"Oh my god, so fast."
Wang Jiazhi remembered that Xiaofen said her parents didn’t pay much attention to her and just wanted to marry her off to relieve them of worries.
"Is the person you marry good?"
"have no idea."
Wang Jiazhi thought about how she'd said she was afraid of marriage, and how her classmates had become haggard and heartbroken after getting married. What would become of her life if she didn't marry a good man? If she married into a wealthy family, it would be fine; he would accommodate her no matter what. But if not, it would be terrifying.
Seeing her worried look, he thought she was angry that he went home today, but she was not that kind of person.
"What's wrong?"
Wang Jiazhi said, "She said she was afraid of getting married because the people around her didn't marry well."
"Yeah?"
He looked at her and thought that this little girl was always thinking of ways to find reasons to quarrel, but she was not the kind of person who would make a fuss and could not find any reasons at all.
If it were those women, they'd probably have no peace for the whole day. But that never happened to him. He had never been patient with other women. He sought them out because he was exhausted. If they couldn't relax and only caused him trouble, it would be a waste of time. Women were afraid of him and didn't dare to argue with him.
However, no matter how lazy he was to know about his colleagues' affairs, they would inevitably reach his ears. The concubines were jealous of each other, and the small mansion was in chaos.
She would make a scene every time she came home. A simple sentence could turn her into countless excuses for a quarrel. A man was made a laughing stock by a woman, and was she worthy of having a family?
For example, if it were a woman like that, she would definitely make a fuss for days and nights. How did he go home? How did he know about Mrs. Liao's daughter?
This little girl couldn't learn their shrewish temper. She was gentle and sensible, and she was very respectful to her wife. She was indeed different from those vulgar people.
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