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 treatnt of her didn’t even count as good. He worked hard to change, to offer her tenderness, saying so cheesy words, doing so 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 tis like this.
"Before, that person called He Su, she was Shujun’s Peach Blossom debt, she caused quite a few problems and a lot of trouble for the family. The wife never minded, the wife’s attitude toward Shujun never wavered. But if it were , what would the wife do?"
"Yixuan, too, had hurt the wife’s heart. The wife could forgive, could overlook it. Speaking of excessive, am I more excessive than Yixuan, who left with only letters sent ho regularly but never left a return address, nor a word about the wife in over a year?"
"Big Brother, even if losing his mory was understandable, how many tis had he made the wife sad? And if it were who lost my mory and had been unheard of for over a year, would the wife rember like she rembers Big Brother?"
"Shujun, Yixuan, Big Brother... in their matters, the wife could always be forgiving, the wife could always forgive. Even this ti, when the wife lost her temper, it was with . Even the harsh words were spoken to ."
"How much do I truly matter to the wife? Probably not even a tenth of Big Brother’s weight!"
He released her, smiling bitterly, but the corners of his eyes gradually reddened.
"The wife gave them so many chances but ever gave a chance? The wife might like , but not as deeply as she cares for Big Brother and them. And in this way, what does it count for?"
"What do I have to do to asure up to them?"
"I never wanted to surpass, only to seek a balance."
"The wife once said that the way of a wife and husband is based on trust. But in emotions, one person’s desperate effort can’t compare to mutual attraction between two people. If the wife has no heart for , then why give hope?"
"Or maybe, it’s all just overthinking things, I misunderstood the wife’s intentions. And after coming to Jiangnan, the intimacy between us was just because I, Liang Shuyu, hold a title, am the second husband of the wife, and the wife is just fulfilling her duty as the wife?"
"If that’s the case, it would rather, rather..."
His voice grew increasingly hoarse, but the words after ’rather’ couldn’t be spoken, dare not be spoken.
Love indeed lowers one to such humility.
Bearing the emotions of six brothers, she worried for six people, surely she was pitiful, surely aggrieved. But wasn’t his heart also bitter?
He had used tactics, he had many ’intentions’, she angrily asked why couldn’t there be more sincerity and less scheming.
But sincerely, was there none at ho?
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