"Never again, never again."
Xiao Moli tightened his arms, thinking about the sight of her curled up on the floor when he returned, his heart still aching.
He couldn't imagine she was in such pain that she fell off the bed.
A person suffering alone on the cold ground, how helpless that must feel.
An Ziqi has never been one to actively complain to him, no matter what happens, she always silently endures.
Even after what happened tonight, she didn't utter a word of complaint to him.
Nor did she question where he had gone in the middle of the night.
Being with her always made him feel relaxed and happy.
Perhaps, many men like such understanding and tolerance.
But many times, he wished An Ziqi wasn't so considerate, that she could be as capricious as other women.
He wished she'd be unreasonable with him, wished that she'd complain even if she felt a little wronged or suffered just a bit.
Compared to himself, he hoped more that she could live easily, happily, carefree.
