My Life with Narration

Chapter 421 - 415: Just Don’t Break Him

After carrying Shen Yi for quite a while, the two finally arrived at a park and rested under a tree.

Every now and then, you could see elderly people and young mothers with children strolling around the park, making it quite lively.

"I’m really not tired, it’s okay. You said your feet hurt, so I carried you. We have the capability, don’t we?" Shen Yi sat with her legs together on the park bench, her expression a bit pained, her teeth lightly biting her lip, making Su Qing feel a bit parched.

Hearing this, Shen Yi glared at him: "Look at what you’ve done, you carried me for less than half an hour and my stockings are already torn. You’re just like Da Huang. I used to wonder about it, but now it seems Da Huang is like that because of you!"

Shen Yi stretched out her long, straight, black-stocking-clad legs and huffed.

The originally lettered black stockings now had a few scratches on the thighs, clearly from being grabbed by hands.

At this moment, Su Qing was squatting in front of her, holding her foot in his hands and gently massaging it. Hearing this, he laughed awkwardly:

"I didn’t mean to. Who knew your stockings were so fragile? I just lightly grabbed it, and it tore. Could it be a fake?"

Shen Yi, wearing high-heeled shoes, had twisted her ankle while walking. Although she was elegant, she rarely wore high heels, especially those at least four or five centimeters high.

After all, she’s not short. At 170 cm, even in flat shoes, she’s not much shorter than him. This time, to give him some face and to meet the girl he liked in high school, Shen Yi gave it her all.

Then she twisted her ankle. As her boyfriend, Su Qing took it upon himself to show his strength, but the sensation of the stocking-clad leg felt particularly different from usual. It was smooth, and he couldn’t resist grabbing it a couple more times, which caused it to tear.

Thinking about it, he felt maybe he had wrongly blamed Da Huang. If stockings were really this easy to tear, perhaps Da Huang wasn’t doing it on purpose either.

"You still say that! These stockings were specially given to me by Sister Qing, genuine Balenciaga, costing over a thousand yuan a pair. How could they tear so easily? Do you not remember what you did?" Shen Yi glared at him and said.

Wouldn’t she know what happened to her own thighs?

"Uh... Given by Sister Wen? Then it should be genuine. Wait, why did she give you stockings, and why are you dressed like this today?"

Hearing it was from the landlady, he instinctively felt it was genuine, after all, he had to respect the power of a small wealthy woman. But he soon realized something was off. What did this have to do with her?

"Don’t you know there are things between women that men shouldn’t know? Stop prying, it’s not good for you. Ouch, be gentle!" Shen Yi punched him, and then her lips turned up slightly.

She had to admit, though she didn’t appear much today, she indeed stole the show. These black stockings were truly a seductive weapon.

What good is a bride in a wedding dress if she gets overshadowed by us?

Sure enough, Sister Qing understands men. With this thought, she decided to learn more from Wen Nanqing in the future. The more such tricks, the better. Even if she didn’t wear them outside, wearing them at home could be quite exciting.

"Alright, tell your sister, how did you feel seeing your high school crush get married today? Do you feel a bit lost?" Shen Yi sat up straight and curiously asked, lifting his chin with her hand.

Women, once in love, love to have full control over their partner. Thankfully, Shen Yi just wanted to know and wouldn’t interfere with his actions.

"Why are you curious about this, or how do you want me to answer? Say I’m so heartbroken?" Su Qing laughed.

"Come on, just tell me what you feel!" Shen Yi hit him and replied, she was simply curious.

Although with the current partner, it’s best not to mention the ex, Ning Tong was never an ex anyway.

"Honestly, it doesn’t feel like much, maybe a bit disappointing!" Su Qing said as he massaged her foot.

"Disappointing? Why?" Shen Yi was a bit puzzled.

"Because she’s not the person I remembered anymore. She’s now someone else’s wife, someone else’s partner, and will eventually be someone else’s mother, but she’s no longer my classmate. At least in my memory, she was a girl as elegant as a chrysanthemum, but now..."

Su Qing smiled and said no more.

Time changes a lot. Even he had changed significantly over time, but not all changes were good. At least at that moment, Ning Tong’s eyes were all about so-called benefits.

She married not for love but for money.

This was hinted at earlier. Such a person no longer seemed to be the person in his memory.

"What about now?" Shen Yi asked.

Su Qing thought for a moment and replied: "What do you think of wedding vows—whether in riches or poverty, in health or illness, to stay together. Honestly, when I heard the master of ceremonies say this today and they agreed, I felt that even love has become fake now.

Do you believe that without a 160-square-meter house, a bba car, and a dowry of 260,000, we might not have seen this wedding today, so what do these vows really mean?"

Listening to him, Shen Yi pursed her lips, and after a moment of silence, she spoke:

"I’m older than you, and for me, if I want to marry, it doesn’t necessarily have to wait for love. Both physical and spiritual friends can marry, but I want to marry for love. So I’ve become strong, even prepared to remain single because the chance of encountering love is very low.

Until I met you, I knew my love had arrived. So, I rushed forward without hesitation, not caring about economics, conditions, or family background, because I have all of that. All I want is love.

Honestly, I once imagined that when love came, it would be passionate. But when you appeared, I realized that liking someone doesn’t have to be grand.

If you arrive in time for winter, we can eat hotpot, watch movies, and display our affection with fireworks; that winter would be wonderful. But if you’re not on time, I’ll buy a longer coat, tuck my hands into the sleeves when winter comes, and wait for you to appear and hold my hands that have gone through many cold winters!

This is my understanding of love. So, little brother, do you have an answer now?"

Upon hearing this, Su Qing laughed. He used to not know what Shen Yi’s attitude toward their relationship was, but today he realized that the person in front of him had always thought about marrying him from the start.

Although they had only officially confirmed their relationship a few days ago, before that, they were both observing if the other person was suitable.

Shen Yi was the first to make a decision, so she took the initiative to start this relationship. She was making a unique confession through her attitude.

Su Qing nodded: "I got it!"

Saying that, he lifted Shen Yi onto his back without giving her a chance to refuse and started walking towards home, saying, "Then it’s settled!"

"Oh, put me down, I can walk by myself!"

"No way, I’m carrying you!"

"You’re just trying to take advantage, stop touching me!"

"I just want to!"

Love is not only a habit but also a responsibility. In the sunset of this day, the two young souls made a vow in their hearts.

"My liking you means you now have the power to hurt me."

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[Let’s both remain loyal, never cheating, not because we lack the opportunity or capacity, but because we hold moral standards, manage our desires, and have self-discipline in love.

With a heart of trust, we do not restrict each other’s freedom; with a heart of cherishing, we do not abuse our own freedom. Being content and resolute, trusting and tolerant.

Through thick and thin, we hold on.

In the evening, the landlady looked at the two people on the sofa, shaking with anger. She raised her slightly trembling finger at them, gritting her teeth and speaking fiercely:

"Shen Yi, I’m your friend, not your family.

You used to live next door, now you’re living together, fine. It doesn’t matter that you didn’t take me to the feast today, but you can’t come and mooch food from me every mealtime. In just three short days, you two have eaten and taken meals at my place five times, five times! Isn’t this bullying an honest person?"

Hearing this, both of them felt a bit embarrassed. After all, they hadn’t eaten much at the feast today. Su Qing was exhausted from carrying Shen Yi and digested quickly, while Shen Yi hadn’t eaten to maintain her image.

"Uh... Sister Qing, it’s because we think your cooking is delicious. Eating alone is so boring. We’ll do the dishes, how about it? Besides, I’ve only had five meals in three days, that’s not much!" Shen Yi smiled.

Hearing this, the landlady just felt her temples throbbing, veins bulging on her forehead, clenching her little fists tightly: "That’s because you didn’t ’do anything good’ at night, couldn’t get up in the morning, and didn’t eat breakfast. Plus, you didn’t eat lunch today. Which meal did you not come for?"

The two of them: ...

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that’s true. A bit ashamed, but it’s not too much!

"Oh come on, Sister Qing, don’t be so stingy. I’m really hungry. I want braised pork trotters!"

"You want food, huh? Fine, trade your man, loan him to me for a couple of days first!" The landlady brazenly reached out to demand.

You two don’t ’do anything good’ every night and come here to replenish your nutrition. Do you think my place is a refueling station?

I rent out the house and the car without expecting anything in return, and you flaunt your love in front of me, a widow. Is that even human? Isn’t it too much to ask for some fuel now?

Hearing this, even Su Qing was amazed at how gutsy this woman was. But the next second, Shen Yi pushed him straight towards the landlady:

"Take him to play, just don’t break him. I want to rest tonight. Braised pork trotters and water boiled fish, thanks!"

Su Qing: ...

What happened to sticking together through thick and thin? Did you forget already?

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