That look in his eyes was scrutinizing, hesitant, and a little reluctant but not daring to speak—in short, like jealousy.
But the woman thought about it and realized it was impossible. Why would she be jealous of a snake? She must have seen wrong. Maybe she was just worried about her wife getting hurt.
She showed the two of them the photos she had taken, saying, "I think they're great. Would you like to take a few more?"
Shi Jinzhe thought Shehe looked best no matter how he was photographed, and politely said, "Please send it to me."
"I'll just send it to her directly." The woman didn't mince words and spoke her mind. "Sorry, I've encountered too many weirdos, especially couples. Whoever gets involved with them is unlucky. So, to avoid suspicion, it's most appropriate to send it directly to your wife."
"Why does encountering a couple bring bad luck?" Shekhto steadied the snake's head, had Shi Jinzhe help her take out her phone, and asked in confusion.
“Some couples argue and blame everything and everyone else, but never the other person. I used to be happy to let people take pictures of my snakes, but I ran into two crazy people who harassed me. If you hadn’t said you were raising snakes, I wouldn’t have agreed.” The woman took Sher’s phone and saved her name as Liang. “My surname is Liang, you can call me Sister Liang.”
After sending the photos, Sister Liang habitually pressed the back button and inadvertently discovered that Sherhe's chat list only had three people including her, and not even a subscription account, making it look like a brand new account.
Out of politeness, she didn't look at the phone much and returned it. Shi Jinzhe took it, transferred the photos from one hand to the other, and sent them directly to his WeChat Moments.
When Sister Liang saw this, she said, "You two have a very good relationship."
“Very good.” Shekh’s thoughts were always straightforward, and considering Shi Jinzhe’s clinginess, their relationship was exceptionally good.
For example, right now, if the snake doesn't get off her, the eerie gaze cast from the side will instill some kind of resentment in it.
The brightly colored Senwang crawled toward Sister Liang, and Shehe gently returned it. After thanking Sister Liang and saying goodbye, he walked forward.
Shi Jinzhe: "This snake is quite beautiful, why don't we keep it as a pet?"
"Are you really asking that?"
"Honestly, they really do look quite good." Shi Jinzhe added, trying to cover up his misunderstanding. "Buy a pair, otherwise it'll be lonely wearing just one."
Shekh didn't expose him. He spoke well, but his expression betrayed him. His eyes looked like they were filled with hot steam, making him appear even more melancholy.
Without any embarrassment, she playfully pinched the corner of her eye as she kissed him, saying, "Don't play the victim, I'm about to soften."
"I won't pretend to be soft-hearted." Shi Jinzhe turned his face away in a second, without mentioning the snake. He could just play the victim. He was the one who found the snake, so being jealous would only be asking for trouble.
Shekh: "Then I won't be soft-hearted."
"No, please coax me a little more." This is such a rare opportunity, Shi Jinzhe must seize it.
"I won't coax you."
"No way, look at me, I'm so pitiful."
"I won't look."
"My heart is aching and I need some comfort."
"It doesn't hurt."
Amidst the joyous sounds of gongs and drums, Shi Jinzhe joked, "I'm about to cry."
Shekh imagined it for a moment and said seriously, "I've never seen you cry before. Cry for me, and I'll comfort you."
"..." What kind of weird hobby is this? Why does she want to see him cry? Shi Jin took a step back, "Actually, it's okay if I don't comfort him."
Sheh wanted to see it now, and wouldn't let him back out, saying, "I can coax you, I'll coax you if you cry." When she saw it, Jinzhe didn't believe her, so she added, "I'll coax you all day."
"The whole day?"
"You still don't believe me after all this day?"
Time was running out, and Sheikh was certain she would keep her promise; she said a whole day meant a whole day, so he hesitated.
"Let me think this through, wait a moment." Shi Jinzhe looked up at the sky, using the glaring sunlight to bring tears to his eyes.
Shekh reasonably suspected cheating, “…Could you at least cry with some emotion?”
"You're very emotional." Shi Jinzhe's eyes were dry, and his eyes were already moist. "I have money, a wife, and parents. I definitely can't cry when I'm sad. As for tears of happiness, I'll only cry when you comfort me."
"..." This is sophistry.
Shi Jinzhe suppressed the urge to blink and reminded Shehe, "You're about to cry, look at me."
Upon hearing this, Sheh cupped his face in his hands, causing Shi Jinzhe to lower his head. The moment his head drooped, tears welled up and rolled down his lower eyelids. Shi Jinzhe blinked, and the tears he had been holding back for so long were squeezed outwards, like a dam bursting open, and slid down in a flash.
Shekh caught his tears and said, “...I didn’t realize you had such well-developed tear ducts.”
"Perhaps... if you look at the sun like this, you can also prosper."
"I think you're fine." Shekh stared intently at him, and well, even her physiological tears were attractive to her.
"Can you coax me now?"
"Yes." Under Shi Jinzhe's expectant gaze, Sheh took out his phone and searched for "[how to compliment a good man]".
She said, "If you cheat, so can I."
Shi Jinzhe: "You learn really fast, but the search results are fine too, as long as it's what you said."
“Then I’ll begin.” Shech coughed lightly with a sense of ceremony. “I don’t want to go out to dinner with my colleagues. I just want to go home and eat your cooking.”
Shi Jinzhe felt embarrassed. He realized it was a search result. Where did she get a colleague? She didn't even bother to change the wording.
Shekh also felt that it was too perfunctory, so he made appropriate adjustments to the next sentence: "To have such a husband, I have to thank my... I have no parents, let's repeat this: thank your parents."
"…Good."
"How many people must I have saved in my past life to meet such a wonderful husband?"
"This sentence is acceptable."
Shekh glanced at him without saying a word, and then started commenting.
She recited the sentences one by one, and after reading about ten sentences, she found some tricks and quickly mastered the skill.
Got it, just blindly praise men.
"My husband's hair is always in great shape."
You look so beautiful even when you're drinking water.
"This dress is practically made for you."
"Wait a minute," Shi Jinzhe said, "...This clothing is indeed custom-made."
"Don't interrupt me."
"Actually, it's fine if we don't talk about it for a day..." Shi Jinzhe's ears went numb. This kind of coaxing was better left unsaid, especially since passersby who heard Shehe's words looked at him with incomprehension and thought he was crazy.
Shekh kept talking the whole way, and even after the tour ended, he didn't stop talking. He didn't say as much as he did all month.
Sister Liang, who had met them before, saw the two again after the parade, but she was behind them and didn't go to greet them.
Then she heard Shekh praising her endlessly without any thought.
"Give me food, give me clothes, give me water..."
Although the first sum of money could only be obtained through her, Shi Jinzhe's blood tasted really good.
"Thank you, husband, for pulling me out of the darkness..."
Time has run out and she can't be freed; she has to stay inside the stone statue for now.
Sister Liang couldn't stand it anymore, so she quietly moved her feet and turned to a different spot. She saw Shehe talking to himself about these nauseating things, as if he wasn't being forced.
He looks like he's smart, how come he's so love-struck? That's ridiculous...
She has the nerve to say it, but passersby are too embarrassed to listen.
Sister Liang thought to herself, "Does this beautiful woman have some kind of leverage over her husband? What, did he witness the murder?"
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