"No…" Even in pain, she had to bite her teeth and endure it!
But obviously, he didn't believe her.
He somehow got some red medicine and cotton, took her hand, and carefully applied it all over the wound.
The medicine was cold, and it stung the wound—it really hurt…
She bit her lips tightly from the pain, her features all scrunched together, but she made no sound.
He glanced at her lightly, "You asked for this."
After saying that, he let go of her hand, put away the medicine, and prepared to open the door.
Seeing him about to leave again, she yelled anxiously, "Where are you going?"
Startled by her shout, he turned back.
"Have you ever thought about me? If you don't sleep in the same room as me, what will your mother say about me once she finds out?" she snapped.
"Mom won't…"
"She won't say it in front of you! But after you leave?" She looked displeased. "I don't care! Just try walking out that door today!"
He seemed a bit helpless, but ultimatelyye didn't leave. Instead, he took a blanket from the cupboard, laid it on the floor, and lay down silently.
Night fell, bringing a deathly silence.
So quiet that she could hear her own panicked, chaotic heartbeat, thump, thump...
She felt that she didn't want to continue like this anymore!
Pressing her racing chest, she let out a small, sharp scream, jumped out of bed, and ran toward his floor mat, successfully squeezing in next to him.
He suddenly sat up, his eyes flashing with a beast-like, wary coldness in the darkness. "What are you doing?"
It was as if she had done something wrong, a questioning tone.
Her whole body was shaking, but her mind raced. Pointing at her bed, she said, "Th-there's a mouse…"
He got up and turned on the light, rummaging through her blanket for a while, then faced her with a cold expression and asked, "Where is the mouse?"
Towering like an iron pillar, with sharp, predatory eyes, she mumbled quietly under his imposing presence, "There was... but maybe it ran away now…"
He just stood there, stone-like, saying nothing.
She simply closed her eyes; if he didn't speak, she wouldn't either!
Finally, he spoke first, "There isn't one now. Go back to your bed and sleep!"
"Oh... oh…" Lin Qingping sluggishly got up from his floor mat, sat down at her own bed, and watched him turn off the light and settle back down on his floor mat.
She gave a sly smile and ran toward him again, skillfully and quickly squeezing in beside him. "What's wrong this time?" His voice exploded in the darkness.She could clearly hear his impatience, but what did that matter? She pressed closer, tightly against him. "Still... still afraid, in case the mouse comes back?"Gu Jun Cheng: "Whatever you want." His cold words marked the end of the conversation for tonight. He lay still, as if he never wanted to deal with her again.She pressed against him, closed her eyes, and curled her lips into a smile. He really was so warm. In the middle of summer, pressing against him felt like sticking to a heater, but she had no intention of moving an inch.Yet, in the dark, he suddenly spoke."This time I happen to have a few days off. Let's find a time to get a divorce."Lin Qing Ping: ???What does that mean? A divorce?! That didn't happen in her past life!She suddenly sat up, staring at him in the dark, her face tense as she burst out, "Gu Jun Cheng! You really are terrible!"Gu Jun Cheng was stunned by her scolding.
Lin Qingping looked angry. 'I'm already married to you! We even had a grand wedding; who in the neighborhood doesn't know I'm your wife, Gu Juncheng? How long has it been since we got married? And now you want a divorce! How am I supposed to face the world after that?'
Gu Juncheng was stunned for a moment and said, 'I can tell others that it's my fault, that I'm the one at fault.'
'So what? I'm the one who will have to endure others' gossip! I'm just an innocent young woman, and for no reason, I'm suddenly a divorcee! How could I get married again? Who would want me? Moreover, you're in the army, what would others think of me?' Lin Qingping blurted out. Gu Juncheng was left speechless. 'I don't care! Since I married you, you have to take responsibility for me! You're hardly ever home, do you even realize how much you owe me? And you still bring up divorce? Gu Juncheng, hear me clearly: between you and me, only I can bring up divorce! You have no right!' After her outburst, Lin Qingping lay down, turning her back on Gu Juncheng. Listening to the silence behind her, Lin Qingping felt a bit shameless herself, but if she didn't act this way, how could she stop him from thinking about divorce? Hmph! Gu Juncheng, you really are ambitious! You actually mentioned divorce! In my past life, this never happened! It wasn't until the next morning that Lin Qingping's face finally relaxed. During breakfast, the atmosphere in the entire Gu family was very tense. Despite the breakfast being decent that morning, everyone added an extra egg because Gu Juncheng was back, yet nobody seemed to enjoy the meal. Even Lin Qingping's parents-in-law didn't dare to speak much because, in the six months since this daughter-in-law married in, she had broken bowls, overturned basins, and acted up constantly; her temper was truly not to be trifled with. There was also someone quietly eating: Li Zhiyuan.Li Zhiyuan is Gu Junsheng's child, but not his biological one. He is the child of Gu Junsheng's comrade, and after the comrade was killed, there was no one to take care of the child, so Gu Junsheng brought him home to raise him. He should be around five years old now and has been at the Gu family for almost a year. Because of this child, Gu Junsheng's childhood sweetheart and original fiancée broke up with him, which is why the Gu family went to the extent of paying a high price to marry her off.
Li Zhiyuan probably knew that he was a 'trouble' for Gu Juncheng and even for the Gu family, so he was very careful while staying at the Gu residence, quiet, seldom making any noise, almost as if he didn't exist.
In the previous life, Lin Qingping despised this child and rarely showed him a kind face. The milk powder, supplements, and clothes and shoes for boys that Gu Juncheng sent back, she mostly took to her own family. The child grew up wearing ill-fitting clothes.
Yet, even such a child came to visit her in the hospital during her final days of illness, made her hot soup, gave her money, and called her 'Mom.'
But in the end, that money all went to his nephew!
Lin Qingping looked at the small and thin Zhiyuan, her heart aching, and gave him the egg from her own bowl.
Just this gesture almost scared Zhiyuan into dropping his bowl.
Everyone else was also watching her; this was really unusual. In the past, she had never yielded to anyone, always ate the good food first, took the best things to her family, and respect for the elderly or love for the young didn't exist in her.
Lin Qingping herself felt awkward and cleared her throat, 'I'm not hungry, just not in the mood to eat.'
Zhiyuan kept his head down, slowly picking at the egg, unsure whether he dared to eat it or was reluctant to finish it...
'By the way, Chengzi, you left in a hurry on your wedding day and didn't go back to your bride's family. After lunch, you accompany Pingzi to her family home,' said her mother-in-law Liu Fen, looking at Lin Qingping's face, in an attempt to ease the atmosphere.