His room is well-lit, clean, and tidy. It’s not the typical black, white, and gray, but it doesn’t feel overly feminine either. There aren’t many books on the shelf, but there are a few comics. Perhaps because he doesn’t spend much time at home, the desk is empty except for a pen holder. Next to it is a single bed and a wardrobe, which makes his celestial aura feel a bit more grounded. It feels like the distance between us has closed a little more. This trip was truly worthwhile.
“I didn’t expect your room to be so ordinary.”
“I’ve always been an ordinary person.” He smiled with a mix of helplessness and indulgence as he ruffled my hair.
“You’re seducing my son again.”
“Mom… you…” He frowned slightly.
“You, come with me.” I felt a gust of wind as she unexpectedly snatched me away from him, pulling me into her room and slamming the door shut.
“Stand at attention.” Without thinking, I straightened my back and stood up straight; she really was like a drill instructor.
“Who are you?”
“Reporting, Officer, Lillie.”
“What is your relationship with him?”
“Reporting, Officer, we are boyfriend and girlfriend.”
“How long have you been together?”
“Reporting, Officer, two months.”
“Leave him.”
“Reporting, Officer,”
Wait, why do I have to report to an officer? I’m not a soldier, and how can I even say that?
“Why?”
“Why what? The little cabbage I raised can only be pecked by the pig I choose.” She glared at me fiercely.
Feudal thinking; she wouldn’t want to choose a soldier, would she?
“I’m not willing.”
“Not willing? I’ll let you know the consequences of disobeying an officer’s orders.”
“I might have to break up with him.”
“What? Didn’t you say this time it was serious?”
“His mother ordered me to leave him.”
“She told you to leave, and you just leave? Won’t you fight for it? What about your love that perseveres?” Thalia Eve’s tone was filled with disappointment.
“I want to try hard too, but before I strive, I re-read the booklet just in case.”
“Are you kidding? A three-star general is someone I can offend?”
“A woman is a general? You should break up for your own safety.” The change of tone was quick, but it seemed like a wise decision? Since ancient times, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law issue has been the grave of marriage. Thinking about future life, with a husband who is a soldier, often away from home…
A newlywed wife staring at a female general every day, isn’t that a rhythm of being killed in an instant? Just thinking about it is terrifying; love and bread really can’t both be had. Although we are very compatible, he is indeed my ideal partner, but as a clear-headed new-age woman, “wounding the enemy eight hundred and self-inflicting a thousand” is a no way! Fortunately, we haven’t reached the point of deep emotional entanglement yet; I can only run away for now!
Reality is indeed cruel and real. When I talked about breaking up with K Y, the imagined pain and pleading were naturally absent; he simply asked for the reason and then, with a hint of regret and understanding, let me go.
Indeed, the man I liked was rational, wise, and not unreasonable, but why was I secretly expecting him to throw a tantrum, cling to me, and not let go?
What’s frustrating is that reality is rational and real; why is Lillie so sentimental and romantic? I actually went through all the rituals for our breakup, crying, feeling weak all over, and unable to eat or sleep for a whole week. I almost forgot that I was the one who initiated the breakup.
“I didn’t expect you, Lillie, to become the first exception I encountered.”
“The hardcover booklet actually failed; what a strange thing! What a strange thing!”
“Don’t bring up my sad story again; I’ve been down for a week.”
“Don’t be sad; your life is important!”
“I’ve let you come to me; in the vast sea of men, you can choose anyone. What’s there to be unhappy about?” The way she said this with such bravado really moved me.
“Wait.” Thalia Eve stopped me as I was about to leap into the sea of men.
“You haven’t given me his code name yet! The hardcover booklet has been returned; you need to name it!”
“Everything is ready, but there’s no favorable wind,” I replied lightly.
“Huh? So long?” She looked at me, clearly not understanding the meaning of this code name.
“If it weren’t for his mother, we would have gotten married; it’s just that there’s no favorable wind.”
“That’s also in the past tense.”
Seeing me about to cry again after hearing this, she quickly let go of my hand.
“Hurry up! Don’t mind me.”
