novelWifey, I Love You
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What troubles did he have?
Leng Zhiyuan stretched her fair fingers out to caress his face, and she wanted to smooth out the three lines running across his forehead.
At this moment, Zhou Yao suddenly opened his eyes, and he was quick as he grabbed her index finger.
Leng Zhiyuan froze for a moment. She raised her head up to look at the man's eyes that had just opened. His eyes were full of fatigued blood vessels, but there was a complicated emotion in his eyes more than anything.
His dark, defined gaze was full of her reflection. He was staring intently at her, and his gaze was full of frustration, pain, love, and sorry feelings... He was staring at her intently with his hot, stern gaze.
Leng Zhiyuan turned her gaze over to the side, and she wanted to take her finger back.
She managed to take her finger back, and she wanted to turn around to leave, but a long muscular arm pinned her soft waist down, and she was dragged onto his lap.
The man quickly hugged her from behind and enveloped her entirely into his warm, broad embrace. He had a frown on his handsome face as he had a whiff of her long hair. He was satisfied as he buried himself in her tender neck and called out, "Wifey..."
His tone had a melancholy tone to it as he said the word Wifey, and it made Leng Zhiyuan's heart feel sour. She did not move but allowed him to hug her quietly like this.
"Wifey, I will confess to you. I was in a bad mood today. I was very frustrated... I saw you bathing, and my body is still fidgety. It feels just as if my body is out of control... I did not dare to go back to the room. I was scared that I would force you...
"I know that you are unwilling, and I do not have the right now... to ask this from you. It is all my fault... Wifey, I am sorry...
"I had a dream just now. In my dream, I dreamt of... Han Hong. I cannot remember how many years it's been since I last dreamt of him... He was in front of me as he closed his eyes. I was... in pain. I was just like a small beast that was locked up in a cage. I wanted to go out, so I knocked my head against the door countless times, but other than injuring my head badly, I... could not do anything else. This kind of helpless feeling is extremely horrible, and it made me feel like I was so useless...
"Wifey, this kind of feeling is back again. This kind of hopeless feeling is just like a vine that has taken root in my heart. Before it starts growing crazily towards the outside, it has firmly latched onto me, and I feel... that I am unable to breathe... Wifey, what should I do with you?
"Sorry, I am really so sorry. What happened to Dad, it was my fault... Between us two, we do not have to explain or make excuses. That is your father, and he is also my father. I did not... take care of him well, and I even allowed him to reach this fate. It was all... because of me..."
At this moment, the man lowered his volume, and his voice rang out in all of the corners of the living room. It sounded so sad and cold. The man buried his head deeply into her tender neck. There were some words that he could not say out loud. He was not someone who was good at expressing his feelings, so he needed her warmth to support him.
His large hand slowly slowly let go of her slim waist before he placed it on her small, flat stomach. He caressed her stomach from left to right before going up and down. His actions were extremely gentle, and it was just as if he was awake or waking someone up from their slumber.
"I do not like children. I do not have any reason; I just do not like them, but... here.... My child was once here...
"This child came too quickly and caught me entirely off guard. When I open my eyes right now, I still feel that everything is just like a dream, a joke... but inside my heart, it feels very real. The deepest part of my heart is hurting, and when I close my eyes at night these days, I even... think if that child would have been a boy or a girl, would he have resembled you a little more or me a little more? If you'd have been able to give birth to him, you would definitely have been a very fun mother. You would probably be... so busy and all over the place...
As he spoke, Zhou Yao hugged her firmly. He used his thin gentle lips to nudge the soft skin on her neck as he said, "Wifey, about the child, I am sorry. I am also very sad..."
Upon bringing the child up, Leng Zhiyuan's eyes quickly became wet. She was the same as Zhou Yao. She did not like children, and when she thought about being pregnant, her entire face had the words — What the hell? — written on it.
She never imagined that she would be a mother.
But there was once a life inside her womb, and when her stomach was pulsating in pain in the airport, when she lay down on the ice-cold surgery table, she clearly felt that a life slipped away quietly from her fingers.
She also felt sad, like the inside of her heart hurt.
After all, this was her first child with him.
Glistening tears fell down the corners of her eyes, and her face was instantly covered in tears.
Suddenly, a large, rough hand touched her face, and after he felt the moisture, Zhou Yao kissed her ears as he hoarsely said, "Are you crying? I think... I have to say sorry to you again, because... I made you cry again..."
Zhou Yao stretched two fingers out to turn her small face over, and he gently kissed the tears on her face.
The number of times that he said sorry tonight was way more than he'd ever said sorry in his entire life. He did not like to say sorry because this word was totally useless. What good was it?
But other than saying sorry nonstop, he did not know what else he could say. He was too stressed, and in this entire month, he did not dare to say it to her, but now, he felt like he must.
Thinking about it now, it was weird. He'd been alone for the past 27 years, and in those years, he did not feel lonely nor did he need anyone to vent his emotions to, but now that he had her, he wanted to share all of his emotions with her.
He was selfish and wanted her to accompany him.
He selfishly wanted her to give him warmth.
Leng Zhiyuan wept silently. His thin lips were on her cheek as he cherished and treated her gently. The entire living room was very quiet, and it was so quiet that they could hear each other's hearts beating.
"Wifey, are you thinking... of... breaking up... with me?"
It was a simple sentence, but he paused three times before he could finish his words. His heart was extremely troubled, and he was even more afraid. He did not dare to ask but could not help himself from asking.
Leng Zhiyuan was close to stopping her tears, but because of this sentence, they started to flow again, and she turned her head over to the side.
Zhou Yao buried his nose into her hair as he said, "I know that I am... a failure. Our relationship has not been fair for you from the start because of Han Xuan, and now that I've made a mistake, I am not a good son-in-law, a good husband, a good... father. Maybe... if it were Ye Ziyi, he would do way better than me...
"Wifey, you don't want me anymore, right?"
"But I do not want to let go of your hand. I have waited for so many years, and finally waited for you. I do not want to lose you... Wifey, give me another chance, okay?
"Wifey, don't leave me, stay by my side. I want to be together with you forever.
"Wifey, I love you."
On such a cold and silent night, Zhou Yao expressed his love for her.
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The next morning, the helpers in the villa tidied the largest guest room up because Leng Mu was coming home.
Leng Zhiyuan stood at the side of the door as she watched the few doctors lift a comatose Leng Mu inside. They brought him to the large bed in the living room. He was just as the doctors predicted and was in a persistent vegatative state, but the good thing was that Older Brother spent more than a month bringing Father back.
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