Shu Yu's eyes were filled with pain, his heart deeply wounded.
"Is it that a single mistake can overturn everything from the past? Just how much do our feelings count for? If it were Shujun, if it were Big Brother, would the wife be so calculative? And what weight do I hold in the wife's heart?"
He didn't want to compare, really didn't want to compare. Because he knew that in matters of emotion, he was at a disadvantage.
He had watched for too long and acted too late. Previously, his treatment of her didn't even count as good. He worked hard to change, to offer her tenderness, saying some cheesy words, doing some cheesy things, which he never intended to say or do. But he did say it, he did do it, because he knew. If saying and doing could make her happy, could bring her smile.
Then it was worth it!
Even if it left him so uncomfortable inside. But he couldn't help comparing.
Especially at times like this.
