Chapter 344: The Brainless Wife in the Domineering President's Story (Extra)
My name is Zhen Yu, Zhen of Zhen Huan and Yu of Yuxiu.
Today is the first day that I accepted the confession of the snail boy. I wore his favorite light green floral dress and came to the agreed place.
He said that he liked me best in floral dresses because it made me look like an elf that had fallen into the mortal world.
Smart and beautiful.
I clutched the small white cross-body bag and repeatedly imagined in my mind the scene of me greeting him when he came.
Yes, it was our first date as lovers, and I arrived before him.
But when I think of his secret love for me for so many years, I can't help but want to pamper him a little more.
A boy like this is one in a million, I must seize the opportunity.
Time passed by little by little as I was feeling anxious, and finally, he was two hours late.
"Sorry, I have a scene to perform at the last minute and I can't leave." He walked out of the door looking dusty, wearing a beige windbreaker, a black shirt and trousers.
The moment he explained, I forgave him.
However, I still pretended to be angry and said, "Why didn't you inform me in advance?"
This is also the question in my mind.
At that time, I didn't know that this was the beginning of a reversal of our experiences.
After that date, he was late frequently and his attitude towards me took a sharp turn for the worse.
I always comforted myself that if he persisted for ten years, I could do it too.
But after four years, I couldn't hold on any longer.
"Sister Yu, my brother-in-law is cheating on me. What should I do?" The new assistant asked me with a trembling voice, looking at the two people hugging and kissing at the stairs.
The irony was that at that moment, I was not only standing not far away watching, but also holding a pregnancy report in my hand.
"Find someone to expose them!" After so many years of cold treatment, I was furious and lost my mind. I spoke with hatred without thinking.
If Su Yi hadn't arrived in time, I might have made a wrong move and made my reputation even worse.
The new assistant's provocation, Wen Zhuran's ambition, and Huo Tingjin's cold treatment gradually made me get rid of my love mind.
I began to focus all my attention on work, and at first I couldn't help but think of him, but habit is a terrible thing.
Getting used to the other person being around is one thing, and getting used to the other person not being around is also one thing.
I divorced him.
I gradually forgot about him and started to participate in various activities until I had a car accident.
I almost lost my child, and I am still scared.
I focused my life on taking care of my pregnancy and didn't even notice that something was wrong with him.
It wasn't until he appeared in front of me again and threatened me with divorce that I realized that this man was mentally ill.
Not long after I took him for a checkup, his brother sent him to a mental hospital for inpatient treatment.
After living like this for a while, I awakened the memories of my past life in my sleep.
That is the memory of my perfect marriage with Huo Tingjin.
In that life, I agreed to Huo Tingjin just like I did in this life.
The difference is that in my previous life, Huo Tingjin treated me like a treasure. After we established our relationship and got married, he always maintained his identity as a snail boy.
He took care of me in every possible way, and I clearly felt that I loved him.
It’s not the love of this life, but the love that goes deep into the bone marrow.
The moment I could remember, I knew something was wrong with him, so I went to find Huo Tingli.
Sure enough, something similar to my rebirth happened to him, except that the person in his life might be a time traveler who often appears in novels.
That man used his body to be with me for four years.
After I found out, I felt very complicated when facing him. I appeared calm and composed, but I was very conflicted inside.
For a long time, I wondered how I should face him?
As if he noticed my dilemma, when my daughter was three years old, he had a heartfelt talk with me.
"I know what you are thinking." After growing up, he is very similar to his previous life.
I can't tell whether the person I love is him in my previous life or him now.
I can't continue to be with him.
"Really?" I became increasingly indifferent.
He chuckled softly, his voice full of tenderness: "Don't you know that you are cute when you pretend to be indifferent?"
Perhaps, during the first four years of my marriage, I didn’t understand him.
But the man in front of me has been following me for more than ten years and probably knows me better than I know myself.
I looked away with an awkward expression: "The child is old enough to go to kindergarten. I will send her to study in the capital. If you are willing to take care of her, go with her to the capital."
As long as the two of them don't meet so often in the future, it'll be fine.
As his daughter grew up, his attitude hardened, probably around her thirties?
I am no longer as timid as I was in my twenties.
"We haven't officially announced our divorce yet. Living apart for too long will arouse suspicion."
He used the fact that the divorce had not been officially announced as an excuse to stop me from driving him away.
Ask yourself, do I want to divorce him?
I did think about it when we were getting divorced, but now, I’m not sure.
Human emotions are very complicated. Sometimes, loving each other does not necessarily mean you will be together, and sometimes not loving each other does not necessarily mean you will not be together.
"I will guide them step by step and then make the official announcement."
Perhaps my determination made him realize that I really intended to distance myself from him, and he finally straightened his face and said, "You and I both know that we love each other."
"What stood between us was only those four years. I am willing to spend the rest of my life slowly making up for the debt I owe you during those four years."
To him, is that a debt owed to me?
Should I say, he is still my snail boy?
Always thinking about me.
"Do you really think these four years have hurt me?" I looked at him, our eyes locked. "But it's obviously you who's been hurt."
The child was conceived when he was unconscious, and the four-year relationship was also with another person.
Doesn't he feel disgusted or annoyed?
Doesn't he mind?
"The best outcome for us is to give up and become friends. You go your way and I go mine." I tried to make my voice sound calm.
However, my hands hanging at my sides revealed my panic.
I can't bear to leave.
This is the man I have liked and loved in both of my lives.
"I don't mind. The child is my flesh and blood. You were deceived and are more innocent."
His voice became gentle again.
He grabbed my hand and said with a firm gaze, "You are a victim too."
The other party is a soul and cannot be convicted.
Otherwise, it would be considered as using someone else's identity to commit marriage fraud.
His attitude suddenly reminded me of a saying: Those who truly love you will feel the same pain as you feel and be happy about the same happiness as you have.
It was probably this word "victim" that made the wound hidden in my heart gradually heal.
He and I...were never able to go our separate ways.
There are even complicated relationships that are difficult to explain.
He often said: "It's enough for me to just be by your side. I'm just a piece of paper. If you don't like me, you don't want me."
I thought about the topics we both loved to argue about in our past lives.
Finally, I gave in in this life: "You really love me a little more than I love you."
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