Translator: Atlas Studios@ Editor: Atlas Studios

For Lu Yanchen, Yang Sitong had hurt her sister.

To take revenge for her sister, Shi Guang had pursued Lu Yanchen.

She did not believe in fate, neither would she be played by it.

Lu Yanchen said nothing however, which was a clear enough indication of his reply—no.

“Ours is a military marriage. Unless you agree to it, and there’s no way you would, why would I think about getting a divorce?”

With that said, Shi Guang curled her lips. However, there was no hint of any smile through her eyes.

Lu Yanchen reached out and stroked her long hair. Instinctively, Shi Guang took a step back and pulled the distance between them. “However, I need some time.”

His hand that was initially stroking her hair was stuck in mid-air, freezing for a short while. His other hand was holding onto Shi Guang’s waist as he pulled her tightly into his embrace.

Her slender body seemed to have gone skinnier. For an athlete to be this skinny, how was she going to win anything?

Closing his eyes, he buried his head onto Shi Guang’s shoulders and took another deep breath.

Had they reached a dead-end in their relationship right now? Was there no way of struggling out of this, no way of pushing forth, merely to take a step back and wait for the skies to clear?

But, who was to say that the skies wouldn’t darken instead?

Life was filled with uncertainties to begin with. 2 years ago, he had let go of her once. This time around, no matter what happened, he wasn’t going to repeat that move.

Shi Guang’s heart throbbed as her eyes turned misty. “…”

She was so lost right now, as though all her faith toward the world had crumbled entirely. At the same time, she was truly afraid… afraid that she may never see her sister once again.

Her sister was just like snow on her lips, slowly melting; sand on her palms, slowly flowing away. The world might never have any trace of her existence ever again.

“Sister Mo, isn’t that lass your family’s Shi Guang?” A cool female voice rang out, interrupting that emotionally tangling solace they had.

“That’s right. That’s our Shi Guang with her husband.”

Hearing the voice of little auntie, Lu Yanchen and Shi Guang broke out of their hug as they caught sight of her little auntie walking over, chatting happily with two middle-aged aunties. Naturally, Shi Guang knew the two of them as her little auntie introduced Lu Yanchen to them.

The two aunties said nothing much and left together after a short greeting. However, the moment they walked away, they started discussing, “Shi Guang’s husband is so handsome!”

“I know, right! He’s just like a movie star!”

“Some of them are nowhere compared to him!”

“If only our family’s Little Rain could find a husband like that too.”

…

As their voices trailed off, Lu Yanchen reached out for little auntie’s grocery basket. “Little auntie, let me get that.”

Little auntie did not stand on courtesy either—after all, they were family now.

Observing the body language of these two youngsters and remembering that hug from earlier, little auntie chuckled with a tone that was slightly flirty and relaxed, “You guys have patched together again, huh? Guys, listen, love is always tumultuous. There’s no marriage that is absolutely smooth sailing. Little Chen, Shi Guang just has a temper like that of a child. However, she forgets her anger as quickly as it comes. She’s a nice girl, save for that slightly short fuse of hers…”

Little auntie said a lot on the way back.

When they reached home, grandma followed up. “It’s good that you guys have patched back. Don’t keep arguing in the future anymore and take divorce as child’s play. Live life happily together!”

Lu Yanchen smiled out and replied with a tone hiding a trace of gentleness and exasperation. “It’s all my fault that caused you guys to worry.”