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Chapter 13: Sharing a Room, Not a Bed
Shen Yuchu pursed her lips and said to Lin Xuan, “See? For the past three years, this is how I’ve lived in your house every single day! Your ‘dead old woman’ treated me like this!”
Lin Xuan frowned and said to Shen Yuchu, “Alright, you should say less.”
What ‘dead old woman’, ‘dead old woman’?
What kind of words are these?
“Tch~” Shen Yuchu snorted disdainfully, turned her head, and walked away.
Then, after returning to her room, she came back out, rolled her eyes at Lin Xuan, and said, “Mama’s boy!”
Lin Xuan’s eyelids twitched. He put down his food and followed Shen Yuchu into the bedroom.
Once, this bedroom was “his nightmare”!
Because, on their wedding night, even though he had been drinking and didn’t want to consummate the marriage, Shen Yuchu shamelessly went to him and said, “We’re married, let me help you take off your clothes!”
Those were not the words of a decent woman. Because of this, while drunk, he retched a few times and quickly ran away.
Because he was scared…
However, now that he was inside, wanting to say something to Shen Yuchu, he saw her sitting at the dressing table, writing and drawing on paper, not knowing what she was doing.
“What are you doing?”
Shen Yuchu rolled her eyes without speaking to him. Instead, she continued writing.
Lin Xuan glanced at it: Macroeconomics, Microeconomics, International Finance, Money and Capital?
And some diagrams he couldn’t understand?
What was she doing?
Why was she worrying about the national economy?
This…
What did it have to do with her?
Besides, shouldn’t someone like her be worrying about what to eat tomorrow?
What did these economic concepts have to do with her? Why was she doing the work of an expert?
“You…” Lin Xuan was about to say something,
when he saw Shen Yuchu quickly draw a line on a branch of microeconomics, her pretty eyebrows slightly furrowed as if she was thinking about something important.
Seeing her serious expression, Lin Xuan didn’t dare to disturb her and went to wash up.
When he came back after washing up, he found Shen Yuchu still sitting at the dressing table, writing and drawing continuously.
She wasn’t clinging to him anymore?
And…
And she was actually ignoring him?
Lin Xuan paced back and forth in the small bedroom. Finally, he got into bed.
He even specifically wore a shirt and trousers to sleep, because he was worried about her. Moreover, he slept at the foot of the bed.
That way, as soon as she got into bed, with his soldier’s keen senses, he would immediately react.
However, the night deepened.
The light in the room was still on. Lin Xuan had dozed off, and when he was awakened by the light, he opened his eyes again.
Lin Xuan turned his head and saw Shen Yuchu had fallen asleep on the dressing table.
She hadn’t even slept in bed?
And she was only wearing thin clothes.
Lin Xuan frowned, sat up, lifted a quilt, and slowly covered Shen Yuchu with it.
Because the quilt was too heavy, Shen Yuchu frowned and woke up.
“Mm~”
Lin Xuan quickly let go of the quilt, “That… that… you should sleep in bed! Sleeping like that, you’ll catch a cold.”
“No, you sleep,” she said, her voice nasal, clearly already chilled.
“What are you holding out for? I’ll just sit up and sleep with the quilt!”
Shen Yuchu got up, “No need, this is your house. You have the say in your house! Me sitting here all night is already thanking the Lin family for taking me in.”
Lin Xuan: “What are you talking about? We’re married, we’re husband and wife…”
“Stop! Don’t say it!” Shen Yuchu frowned uncomfortably, her voice nasal. Then, she pulled out some tissues, blew her nose, pulled on a hat, and went out.
Lin Xuan held the quilt, somehow feeling very uneasy.
For the first time, he looked at her so seriously, “Where are you going?”
“To the toilet!”
Lin Xuan looked back at the papers on the table. To the toilet? Was she going to take away all those papers, all those economics and finance things she had written?
Lin Xuan huddled under the quilt, like a little wife, sitting on the bed.
Fifteen minutes later, he turned over again, leaning against the headboard.
Half an hour later, finding the waiting boring, he carefully read the notes Shen Yuchu had left, and the financial diagrams she had drawn several times.
The neat handwriting didn’t look like that of someone illiterate.
She…
How did she suddenly understand all this?
Lin Xuan’s fingers gently traced over the writing repeatedly.
His mind replayed the Shen Yuchu of the past three years and the Shen Yuchu of the present.
No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t reconcile these two different people.
“Cock-a-doodle-doo~~~” The rooster crowed outside.
Lin Xuan realized that it was already dawn.
He habitually glanced at his watch: 4:30.
What toilet did Shen Yuchu go to that she squatted for two and a half hours? Her legs must be numb!
Their house was in the countryside, the toilet was a thatched hut with a squat toilet!
And in such cold weather, she squatted for two hours?
Thinking this, Lin Xuan grabbed his army coat and went out, taking a flashlight and heading towards their outhouse.
“Shen Yuchu!”
“Shen Yuchu!”
“……”
When he got there, he called out to the darkness, “I’m coming in!”
The toilet light wasn’t on, and it was empty.
Where was she?
Lin Xuan, not wanting to have come for nothing, relieved himself, then turned off the light and went out. As he passed the car, he suddenly stopped.
Lin Xuan slowly walked to the car and found Shen Yuchu curled up in the back seat, covered with his spare army coat.
Heh…
She really was…
Getting smarter…
She didn’t even go back to the room.
She knew how to drive, how to use the car keys to open the door.
“……” Sleeping in the car? Wasn’t she planning to drive away tomorrow?!
Thinking this, Lin Xuan got into the car, sat in the driver’s seat, and wrapped himself in his army coat!
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