During the few days that Ni Sitian was recuperating at home, she could clearly feel how busy Xu Tingchuan was.
Although he has started going to work, he comes back every day at noon to have lunch with her.
She knew he would spend as much time as possible with her, even when he was working overtime at home.
During this time, while she was alone at home, she didn't stay idle. She had already written tens of thousands of words of her novel and submitted it to the editor's email address.
Lately, she has been thinking about what else she can do, and the more she thinks, the more confused she becomes, as if she can't find a way out.
She will graduate after submitting her thesis and defending it next spring. Everyone else seems to have their own goals, but she is still completely lost.
But she's almost fully recovered, so she should go back to looking for work.
Xu Tingchuan came in after showering and drying his hair. Seeing Ni Sitian lying on the bed in a daze, he went over, wrapped his arms around her from behind, and gently kissed the nape of her neck. "What are you thinking about?"
Ni Sitian leaned into his arms, looking at him with a troubled expression: "I'm wondering what kind of job I should look for next?"
"Is that all?" Xu Tingchuan chuckled and pinched the tip of her nose. "There's no rush for you to go to work to supplement the family income. You can do whatever you like. Besides, aren't you writing something? You can do that from home."
“This is unstable after all. What if I lose inspiration one day and can’t write anything?” Ni Sitian shook her head slightly.
“I’ll take care of you,” Xu Tingchuan said very naturally.
"If I become a parasite for the rest of my life, are you going to support me for the rest of my life?" Ni Sitian raised her chin slightly and looked up at Xu Tingchuan.
Xu Tingchuan lowered his head and kissed her lips, raising an eyebrow: "What's wrong with taking care of her for a lifetime?"
These words warmed Ni Sitian's heart and moved her somewhat, but despite being moved, she didn't lose her composure.
Her mother lost her ability to work after marrying her father, and could only submit to her father's oppression without the ability to resist. This caused her to become mentally unstable and set fire to a house in the middle of the night.
She didn't want things to come to that. Although she believed Xu Tingchuan wouldn't do such a thing, she still felt more secure having a job.
“Wait until I really can’t find a job, then you can support me for the rest of my life.” Ni Sitian smiled, then changed the subject, saying, “I’ve always wanted to learn to paint, but it seems too late now.”
“How can it be too late? You’re only twenty-one. There’s plenty of time to learn anything. If you want to learn to paint, isn’t this time a great opportunity to make use of it?” Xu Tingchuan thought for her and said, “You still have six months before graduation. You can work seriously after graduation. Isn’t it a good idea to enrich yourself by learning to paint during this time?”
“You think so too?” Ni Sitian perked up. Actually, she had already had similar thoughts to him, but she felt that she was a bit too old. These days, painting classes are mostly for young children, and she was embarrassed to join them.
Seeing her expectant look, Xu Tingchuan patted her head and said, "If you want to learn, then learn. I'll find you a good teacher."
Ni Sitian got up from Xu Tingchuan's arms, wrapped her arms around his neck, and kissed him on the lips: "Husband, you are so good."
Xu Tingchuan picked her up and sat her sideways in his lap, then lowered his head and pressed his lips to hers.
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