When Chang Sujun heard Liang Jiaming's panicked voice, he did not stop his actions and ruthlessly scratched Wei Yaonan's neck.
Wei Yaonan opened his eyes wide with fear, looking at her unwillingly, being attacked by the giant creature without any resistance, until the fire poker hit his back and a dizziness came over his mind. He closed his eyes unwillingly and fainted.
She murmured, "Su Jun, you... why do you treat me like this..."
After the fight, Chang Sujun withdrew his hand without responding. He shook the fire stick in his hand and then threw it on the ground casually.
She said indifferently: "I'm not as crazy as you think. I just knocked him out."
Liang Jiaming let out a breath, patted his chest, and said calmly but anxiously: "You really scared me just now. If I hurt him and something happened to you, I would be heartbroken."
Chang Sujun was slightly stunned, looked at Wei Yaonan in disbelief, and then looked at himself.
In this scene, he should be the one in a mess, but his clothes were all clean, and he was covered in mud.
Why does he feel sorry for her?
She couldn't help but ask, "Don't you feel sorry for Wei Zhiqing at all?"
Liang Jiaming held his arms, his eyes fixed on her nervously.
After checking that there were no holes in Chang Sujun's clothes, he took a deep breath but couldn't help asking, "Are you really okay? Do you feel any pain?"
Chang Sujun: "It's okay."
"Why don't you feel sorry for Wei Zhiqing? Don't you notice that his clothes are torn, his body is covered in mud, and his nose and eyes are swollen?"
When he heard Chang Sujun say that everything was fine, a stone fell from his heart.
"You are a woman, he is a man. Generally, women are weak and won't easily clash with men. A man can knock a woman down with the power of love with just a fist."
"With such a huge difference in physical strength, it's not the man who will suffer, it's the woman who will suffer. And I believe in you. You wouldn't suddenly go and make things difficult for him for no reason. He must have made things difficult for you first."
Chang Sujun thought to himself: This is a simple truth, but many people know it, but they pretend to be ignorant.
But what she wanted was someone who was partial to her, someone who would not care whether she was right or wrong and would completely stand on her side and love her.
"What if I say, if Wei Zhiqing didn't offend me, but I just didn't like him, so I made things difficult for him, and then I used verbal insults and physical harm on him, and I'm a person who doesn't conform to moral standards, will you side with him or me?"
Liang Jiaming was slightly stunned, and said firmly: "You are my wife, whether you are good or bad, I will always stand by you."
"You always deny yourself. This is not your fault. You are trapped in a framework. It seems that the world always has many demands on you. If you are not a woman like you, you are sick if you don't marry."
"If you women can't give birth to boys, then it means your ancestors committed sins and there is something wrong with women who give birth to children."
"After you women give birth to children, if you can't take care of them at home and go out to relax, you are not a conscientious mother."
"These are all frameworks. Your attacks on yourself all come from the brainwashing of education. Why can men hurt you? It seems natural to hurt you, but as soon as you fight back, many people will bite you hard, as if your existence is born with original sin."
Liang Jiaming said a lot.
These words flow like a warm stream.
Chang Sujun could feel the wound in her heart being gently smoothed by the flowing stream. It seemed that the wound was no longer burning and painful, but slightly itchy.
A sour feeling surged up into my chest and slowly flowed to my eyes. Tears fell drop by drop without me noticing and hit the ground.
When Liang Jiaming saw her like this, he hugged Chang Sujun into his arms with a look of pity and stroked her head.
He whispered, "Stop attacking yourself from within, stop being bound by moral frameworks, and allow yourself to return to freedom."
Chang Sujun asked, "Is it really possible?"
Liang Jiaming said affirmatively: "You are free."
Chang Sujun couldn't help but laugh, tears falling drop by drop, getting louder and louder, and he opened his mouth to laugh wildly.
“Hahahahahaha—”
She covered her stomach and laughed: "Hahahahaha——"
As he laughed, he bent lower and lower, covering his mouth and laughing out loud, while tears kept flowing from his eyes.
Liang Jiaming stayed by her side and did not stop her from crying or laughing.
…
After a while, Chang Sujun cried enough, pulled up Liang Jiaming's sleeve and wiped her tears.
There was no sign of regret for his crying in Liang Jiaming's eyes. Instead, there was disgust in his eyes for not being brave enough.
He looked at her with distressed eyes. She felt warm in her heart when she saw the eyes of the person she loved. She smiled slightly: "You just had a dream. Actually, I also had one..."
"I guess you'd like to know what happened in my dream."
"I got married in my dream, but that person was not you, but Wei Zhiqing!"
"I have been married to him for more than 50 years and gave birth to two children for him. One child died in childbirth and the other child was raised with great difficulty, but he avoided me like a snake."
"The husband in my dream got married to another woman. I was kept in the dark for more than 50 years. I hate him so much. I hate him so much."
"I have lived my life like this, which has made me no longer love others and unable to truly trust others. Even if I say I like you and love you, I cannot truly like someone in my heart."
Liang Jiaming helped her up, wiped the tears from her face with his fingers, and said gently: "Tell us everything in your heart, you will feel better after you say it out."
"You can trust me that I will like you to love and protect your husband."
Zhang Sujun stared into his eyes and asked, "I can't love anyone anymore. Don't you mind at all?"
Liang Jiaming thought: Even if it was a dream, all the emotional issues seemed real.
She married a man who didn't love her, she is a victim, why blame the victim?
The human heart can be hurt by cold events and become like ice, unable to be warmed up, but it can also be warmed up by warm love.
How could I possibly mind? I would just feel bad!
"I won't."
"This is my promise to you. I will treat you well."
"I will make you able to love again."
Chang Sujun sniffed and nodded.
She will believe him again and must live happily in this life.
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