“I’ve always had feelings of nostalgia and fear. After hearing what you said, I finally understand that this contradictory feeling is called ‘regret.’ It seems like this year, I’ve had so many regrets, and I… I don’t know why.”
“Because this year is the seventh year.” Bie Yunzong lowered his head and nuzzled Su Yanxi’s neck. “There is a saying that people undergo a complete metabolism every seven years, so the person we love after seven years is no longer the same person.”
"Anxiety and regret are probably a way of examining the old self after transforming into a new self."
Su Yanxi was somewhat surprised, and cupped the stinky dog's face to make the rascal look up: "You actually know this saying? Then do you know what it's used to explain?"
"I know," Bie Yunzong replied without hesitation. "It's the explanation for the seven-year itch."
Su Yanxi felt a little breathless. He had worried for so long, exhausting himself trying to prevent the seven-year itch, only to find out that this rascal actually knew what the seven-year itch was?
He pinched Bie Yunzong's ear, still annoyed: "You knew it but you kept it to yourself, deliberately trying to upset me? I think you deserve a beating."
"I'm going to answer my wife now, aren't I?" Bie Yunzong chuckled, not minding as he leaned in and let his wife pinch his ear. "Wife, we're still going strong after seven years."
"Whether my wife is perfect or not so perfect; mature or immature and not very adept; or different from seven years ago—more 'newer' and more outstanding, I like her and I love her all the same."
After having his ear twisted, Bie Yunzong lowered his head and touched forehead to forehead with Su Yanxi, their eyes meeting.
Chapter 221
"Wife, I love you as long as it's you."
So it doesn't matter that the confession and acceptance of the confession seven years ago weren't perfect, because I liked him.
like.
“I know I’m immature and sometimes stubborn, which has caused my wife a lot of energy and worry. I’m not as thoughtful as you, and I’m not as mature and flexible in dealing with relationships, which is why I’ve repeatedly been involved in ‘cheating scandals’.”
"The reason I gave my wife this gift on this seventh anniversary is twofold: first, to take her on a 'journey' back to the past, so that she can relive the atmosphere of that year with her current feelings and identity; second, I want to use this anniversary—this so-called 'seven-year itch'—as a new beginning."
"It's not a new beginning for our relationship, but rather a new beginning that symbolizes our love for each other growing stronger and reaching a higher level."
Bie Yunzong kissed Su Yanxi's lips.
"Wife, I love you."
Su Yanxi didn't speak, she just smiled. The two kissed again, their lips touching, reluctant to part.
Sensing that Su Yanxi still had something to say, Bie Yunzong didn't prolong the kiss. He simply kissed her lightly, then released the beauty from his arms and wrapped his long arms around her again.
"Before we resolved our conflict, I confided in Sister Tong about how difficult it was to get through the seven-year itch." Leaning against her warm chest, Su Yanxi recalled what Zhou Tong had said before, "Sister Tong said that the way to get through the seven-year itch is not to 'solve' it, but to love and care for each other more after experiencing the seven-year itch."
Su Yanxi remained completely bewildered by these tongue-twisting words of advice, never quite understanding their meaning.
"Only today, only at this moment, do I understand Sister Tong's intention."
Bie Yunzong waited for his beloved wife to finish her sentence. Unexpectedly, his wife first bent down, took the poor little kitten that had been neglected for a long time out of the tote bag on the ground, and then suddenly pounced into his arms, telling him.
"It means to discover a new you."
Through the seven-year itch, Su Yanxi did indeed discover many "new sides" of her nemesis husband.
He discovered that Bie Yunzong was not as frivolous or promiscuous as he had imagined, nor did he possess the typical sexual and sensual nature he had envisioned.
Bie Yunzong was more childish than he thought, and also cared for and loved him more. When he went for a drive, he would neurotically try to draw a heart shape for his wife using the tracking information. He would be so frightened by strange friend requests that he would drive to his wife's side. He always wanted to bargain and was always pushing his luck; behind his seemingly clingy and difficult behavior lay his deep love for his wife.
Bie Yunzong is so gentle, so kind.
He's not just an Alaskan Malamute that destroys things; he's the kind of dog who can best provide Su Yanxi with companionship, care, and warmth.
He is also Su Yanxi's forever and ever beloved, her nemesis husband.
"Falling in love with the new you."
Holding her cat son in her arms, Su Yanxi offered her husband her fragrant lips.
The familiar prelude to Christmas carols began to play, fueling the intense love between the two. To the accompaniment of the dreamy and glamorous intro, they exchanged a deep kiss, facing the shimmering silver Christmas tree.
"A thousand words can be summed up in one sentence"
"I like you"
"Honey, I love you."
Subsequent
The scene of the two kissing in front of the Christmas tree was captured by an amateur photographer who was taking street photos in the Balitun commercial street that night.
The photographer happened to be near the central square at the time, but due to the sudden crowd control measures, he was kept far away and unable to get close to the landmark pool. However, his excellent eyesight and keen intuition as a photographer allowed him to spot the "courtship scene" near the landmark pool from a distance.
Thinking it was a marriage proposal, the photographer immediately switched to a telephoto lens and captured the beautiful moment.
After making simple adjustments to the lighting and filters, he posted the picture online with the hashtag #BalitunOnChristmasNight#.
The photographer's composition is superb. He used the vignetting effect of the adapter lens to focus the visual center on the two gay lovers kissing, while also taking advantage of the telephoto lens's focal length to capture the silver Christmas tree next to the couple in a hazy and dreamlike way.
Less than three minutes after the picture was uploaded, sharp-eyed netizens immediately recognized it: those two faces, that familiar-looking cat—this couple holding their pet and kissing in front of the Christmas tree, isn't it obvious that it's Su Yanxi and her young master husband?
Amidst cries of "I'm totally shipping this!", "It's so sweet!!!", and "The photographer is amazing, it looks like a TV drama poster!", this image easily surpassed 10,000 reposts—and the number of reposts continues to rise without stopping!
People seeking good fortune in love or wealth have turned this picture into a place to make wishes, frantically forwarding it to share their prayers.
[Share this picture of the wealthy couple kissing, and next year you'll have someone buying you shopping malls and decorating a lavish Christmas tree!]
The story of "Young Master Bie spending a fortune to buy a business just to win a smile from his beautiful young mistress" spread overnight.
Unlike the lively atmosphere online, Zong hope was quite well-behaved and peaceful. After kissing and cuddling in Balitun, the two went home early, took showers, and went to bed.
Doing nothing, just lying in bed, covered by the blanket, and sleeping.
Su Yanxi lay on his side, embraced from behind by Bie Yunzong. The embrace was warm, but his heart was ice-cold.
After mentally preparing herself at least three times, Su Yanxi couldn't hold back any longer and gritted her teeth as she spoke: "I said...husband?"
"Hmm?" Bie Yunzong buried his face in the back of Su Yanxi's neck, breathing wet air into her ear as he spoke, "Wife..."
Chapter 222
Bie Yunzong kept calling out to Su Yanxi. Su Yanxi guessed that the bastard was probably enjoying himself immensely and hadn't even opened his eyes yet!
"You..." Su Yanxi swallowed, rolling her eyes in exasperation. "You're just going to keep holding me like this? If you can't sleep, how about we light some candles and some scented oil?"
With candles and scented oils brought out, Su Yanxi thought her hints were obvious enough, right?
That bastard! Why does he have to act like a saint now of all times? Su Yanxi was both angry and anxious. She wanted to have a deeper conversation with Bie Yunzong, but she was too embarrassed to say it directly because of her pride and face.
"Um."
But that wretched bastard actually nodded in agreement!
Hearing this calm, unhurried, and decisive tone, Su Yanxi wondered if the stinky dog had actually understood his hint.
...You must have understood, right?
"Just hold me like this."
Bie Yunzong tightened his arms and hugged her more tightly.
"I remember that night seven years ago, I held you like this as I slept. Your body was so soft, and the back of your ears smelled so good."
"At that moment, I didn't want to do anything but hold you, hold you..."
"Then, sleep until the end of the world."