I don't know if it was because of my emotions or because the highway was unusually quiet tonight.
I left a small crack in the car window and deliberately turned down the volume of the car music.
Worried that the bumpy road might disturb the man's drowsy sleep behind her, Shu Yi felt very relaxed as they drove on a lane with few other cars passing by.
Since her father passed away and she learned to live alone, Shuyi has rarely had this kind of relaxed state of mind.
My past life wasn't exactly oppressive, nor was it something I disliked.
If one word could describe Shu Yi's past life, it would be—
Boring.
Yes, it's very boring.
In matters where one must arrange everything oneself, make one's own choices, and weigh whether something is appropriate or not.
It's amazing to have someone offer advice and help you add fun to a boring life.
It's really great.
She chuckled softly for no apparent reason, and sensing the stuffiness inside the car, Shu Yi opened the window a little wider.
She stretched her palm out the window, feeling the autumn breeze in the deep night, then withdrew her hand and looked at the back seat again through the rearview mirror.
He's still asleep, but his sleeping position has changed.
He was facing inwards before, but somehow he turned over and is now facing outwards.
It must be said that even with their eyes closed, and even if the silhouette of a lamppost flashing past the window lingers on their face, the striking and exquisite features of a person with a pleasing appearance will not be affected in any way.
Her clear, dark eyes were tightly closed, her high, straight nose clearly defined, and in the interplay of light and shadow, the corners of her lips were gently pursed, pressed against the cushion, forcing them into a puffy shape.
Her bony wrists hung naturally on the mat, and the winding blue veins on the back of her hands became even more prominent as they drooped.
For those who are into manual control.
It carries an absolutely irresistible and deadly allure.
Watching intently, Shu Yi softly called his name: "Zhang Youye".
Unable to get a response, Shu Yi cleared her throat and called out softly, "Husband."
Even if one has mentally accepted the successive changes in identity, one's body is still somewhat shy.
After calling out "husband," even though the man behind her still didn't react, the tips of her ears turned bright red.
Like a striking crimson amidst a sea of white, like a pristine purity being forcefully tainted.
The crimson streak meandered along, carrying flames, even burning the fingertips, scalding hot as if dripping blood.
I don't know why I wanted to call him "husband," but since he didn't hear me, there's no need to hide it.
Gripping the steering wheel tightly, Shu Yi cleared her throat again and continued driving attentively as if nothing had happened.
Little did she know that while she was focused on driving, the man behind her had already slowly curled the corners of his lips into a smile from an angle she couldn't see, as gentle as the spring breeze.
If she could see it.
There will definitely be a moment of palpitation.
And those deep eyes, which were held back by their efforts to keep them closed, must surely hold a breathtakingly tender affection.
If it weren't for the fact that she was driving, Zhang Youye would have wanted to pounce on her from the back seat to the front seat, tear off all the fabric covering her body, and take her right there and then, based on that soft, gentle "husband."
Of course, this was just the last vague thought that remained as his lucidity was about to fade.
Because he was really drunk.
I can't get it up.
...
The next day.
By the time Zhang Youye sobered up from his hangover, the sun was already high in the sky.
Getting up from the large bed in the guest room of the ancestral home, Zhang Youye rubbed his throbbing forehead.
I glanced at the clock on the wall.
It's a quarter past ten.
Feeling his mouth was very dry, Zhang Youye got up from under the covers, went to the coffee table, poured himself a cup of tea, drank it all in one gulp, and then went into the bathroom to wash up quickly.
After he finished washing up, Shu Yi was sitting on the sofa in the guest room.
Seeing him push open the door and walk out, she slowly waved to him, the upward curve of her lips undisguised.
Seeing his wife always puts him in a great mood. Like a puppy wriggling its hips wildly, Zhang Youye hurriedly moved closer to Shu Yi and planted a kiss on her cheek.
When did you arrive?
"Just now, I wanted to check if you were awake, but I heard you were taking a shower, so I didn't disturb you."
As she spoke, Shu Yi looked away from her phone and turned her head to meet his burning black eyes.
"Are you hungry? I've prepared food for you. After Grandpa found out you were drinking with Lu Kechen last night, he didn't say anything to you. Instead, he told them not to bother you. I didn't expect Lu Kechen's name to be so effective. He didn't even get angry when you got home so late last night."
After quickly wiping the water off his hair, Zhang Youye smiled casually and said, "Achen is always the 'perfect child' that everyone admires. Compared to a carefree delinquent like me, he's definitely more popular."
"No way." Putting down her phone, Shu Yi shook her head, delicately pinched her chin, and smiled as she scanned him up and down. "Who says nobody likes a carefree, irresponsible person? I like your type."
"Besides, you just look like a slacker. Who told you to have a face like that? It's not your fault."
Unexpectedly, just one night later, she was able to discuss these topics with Zhang Youye so naturally.
Perhaps it was the marriage certificate that gave her confidence, or perhaps it was because she had gained a deeper understanding of him after having Li Ruoning's WeChat.
Buzzing—
Shu Yi's phone vibrated again, and Zhang Youye curiously leaned over to take a look.
【Yiyi, let me tell you, when Zhang Youye met my husband, he said he might never get married. My husband said he was very confident about it back then. I never imagined you'd win him over so quickly!】
The friendship between women is truly a magical thing. Watching Shu Yi reply to Li Ruoning's messages with great interest, Zhang Youye smiled helplessly.
He turned around and poured himself a glass of water, then sat down close to her, wanting to be close to her.
"You've been chatting with her the whole time? What else did she say to you?"
"She said a lot." Shu Yi replied without looking up, "She said how you and Lu Kechen met, and that you were able to drink hand-ground coffee in the juvenile detention center, and that the two of you got into a fight there."
As she spoke, recalling the atmosphere of their conversation last night, Shuyi continued to explain with a smile.
“Last night, Ningning told me her whole story with Lu Kechen, and it made me cry. These two really went through a lot, no wonder their relationship is so good. Especially Lu Kechen, I’ve met quite a few men, but I really think he’s the epitome of male virtue.”
"What do you mean? Do you have a crush on him?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Youye's expression darkened.
The cold tone that came out of his mouth was more like drinking a large vat of aged vinegar.
"Damn it, I knew I couldn't let this kid meet you. With a face like that, who wouldn't like him? I should have just smeared his face the first time we fought."
Full of jealousy, Zhang Youye went on and on, getting more and more excited as he spoke, and even stood up.
"Don't stop me, I'm going to Jiaxing right now."
"What are you going to Jiaxing for?" Shu Yi asked hurriedly.
"Blow up his lab."
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