However, this fragrance now carries the same medicinal scent as his clothes.
But he found her incredibly charming. She didn't mind at all, and covered her hands with ointment to help him rub it in. At that moment, her eyes and heart were full of concern for his health.
“I’ve had an injection. Although the rash hasn’t subsided, it’s not as serious as it looks. Don’t worry too much,” Xu Tingchuan said softly, holding her close.
"Who's worried about you!" Ni Sitian turned her head away, still angry that he had kept it from her, that it had gotten so serious that he needed injections, yet he hadn't shown any signs of it at noon.
"I know, I know you're worried," Xu Tingchuan said softly, holding her hand.
Ni Sitian lowered her head, looked at Xu Tingchuan holding her big hand, pursed her lips and said, "Actually, I guessed that soup was definitely Li Rui's doing. Don't always treat me like a child or a fool. You should still talk to me about these things. Although I may not be able to do anything, I am not as fragile as you think."
“It’s not because I think you’re fragile.” Xu Tingchuan gently shook his head and said softly, “I just want you to always be happy and carefree.”
Ni Sitian was naturally touched, but there were some things she felt she should make clear to him.
She stepped out of his arms, looked up at him, and said earnestly, "You always say we're husband and wife, that I can rely on you and depend on you, but you always forget that husband and wife support each other. You take on everything, and you don't even give me a chance like this to help you apply medicine. What can I do for you? You protect me so tightly, how can I grow into your true wife?"
The true wife she was referring to was not physical, but rather on a deeper, spiritual level.
Although she may not be able to do it at this stage, people always have to grow up gradually. He has protected her too much, so how can she grow?
If she continues to be so oblivious, perhaps one day she will become too fragile to withstand any setbacks or changes.
"Sitian." Xu Tingchuan reached out and took Ni Sitian's hand. Her words made him realize that behind her usual childishness, she actually had a more mature mind than her age, which might be related to her childhood.
Ni Sitian tried to pull her hand away from his, but he gripped it tighter and tighter. She sighed softly and made her point more clearly: "Xu Tingchuan, I don't want to be a wife who is subordinate to you. I want to be a wife who stands shoulder to shoulder with you."
Like the poem about the oak tree in that old high school textbook, that was her ideal love and marriage. Not subservience, not looking up to someone, but equality.
"Yes, I understand." Xu Tingchuan kneaded her hand, looked down at her, and nodded seriously.
He always wanted to protect her, but he never considered what kind of marriage she wanted.
This was the first time she had said it so clearly: she wanted to be his equal, to support each other, and to grow into a higher-level soulmate for him.
"Do you really understand?" Ni Sitian's voice was a little low.
"Hmm." Xu Tingchuan nodded, paused, and then said, "Moreover, it's not just you who needs to grow; I should also learn more from this marriage."
He pressed his forehead against hers, looked into her eyes, and said softly, "Let's work together."
They tried to get closer to each other and worked hard to make their marriage better.
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