"Okay, I don't laugh anymore, I really don't laugh anymore."
Mo Li smiled and passed by, glanced at the blushing and thick-necked woman in front of him, and smiled.
"How's it going? Do you feel a lot better?"
Nanzhi was stunned for a moment, thinking about the real intention behind his actions. The initial anger disappeared in an instant, and instead he felt awkward and embarrassed for no apparent reason.
"Sorry for making you worry about me."
"It's okay. You are my savior. If I can help you, I will try my best to help."
Mo Li lowered his eyes and looked at the light meal under him, picked up a small bowl of rice porridge and put it into his mouth along with the side dishes, chewing slowly.
"You have calmed down. Have you thought about what to do in the future?"
Nanzhi sat sadly on the wooden bench opposite, twirling his fingers.
"Perhaps, I thought too perfectly. I thought that as long as I got along with him sincerely, I would support and tolerate each other until the end of this life. But, at this moment, I really understood that there is more than just a relationship between husband and wife.
To tolerate and respect each other, what is more important is to be able to understand each other. If a couple who has no feelings at all can't understand each other, what is the meaning of lasting forever and never getting tired of holding hands."
"Then...do you regret it?"
Mo Li paused with the chopsticks in his hand. The sudden joy made his heart surge with excitement and his breathing became a little unsteady.
"If you want to escape, I will..."
"I will not regret it, nor will I run away."
Nanzhi blocked his next words with a serious look, her thoughts were drawn to the past, her eyes were deep.
"I swore back then that I would never regret anything I did. I would never let down my family's expectations, and I would never let myself down. Now that I have chosen this path, I will live a happy life. As for that man,
Fortunately, he won't be so aggressive, so let's just live with him. Maybe, over time, my relationship with Yun Sheng will become more harmonious."
Mo Lideng immediately put down his chopsticks and exhaled heavily, his face looking a little ugly.
"Are you sure you are not letting yourself down? In my opinion, you are wronging yourself."
"Old man, you don't understand. Since ancient times, a married woman who has been abandoned by her husband's family will bring humiliation to herself and her family. You can never imagine this. I will stop these rumors and stop them.
We cannot let my old mother be brutally persecuted, otherwise our conscience will not be at ease."
Mo Li was speechless. Of course he knew that the kindness of upbringing was greater than heaven. In this life, the only people she could truly rely on were her own relatives. Therefore, she valued this blood relative very much.
I lowered my eyelids and looked at the sweet bowl of rice in my palm again. I suddenly felt that this rice... was a bit boring.
As night fell, the halo of red candles jumped and expanded on the window paper, jumping and swaying from time to time. Mo Li, who was tossing and turning and unable to sleep, couldn't get rid of what she said during the day in his mind.
Every time I thought about it, I felt more and more upset, so I simply opened the quilt and sat up. I couldn't help but look at the brightly lit room opposite from the corner of my eye. They would be lying on the same bed, and they should be like this.
But he felt very uncomfortable, and the fingers holding the bed board underneath him wanted to be crushed immediately to vent the anger in his heart.
Slowly closing his eyes, he stood up in shock at the sudden impact of heavy objects. The moment he turned around, he saw two figures hugging each other in the candlelight...