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Shao Cixin never thought that her name would one day bring such embarrassment.

If you live long enough, you will encounter all sorts of misunderstandings.

Wen Zhihan really didn’t expect that Shao Cixin could interpret her name in that direction. It was both cute and amusing.

But she still had to say what needed to be said.

Shao Cixin was running so fast in a pair of high heels that Wen Zhihan was afraid she would trip and hurt herself.

Although the scene of her beloved running towards her was something she dreamed of in her heart, if her moonlight was wearing high heels, then she should just walk over calmly.

“You didn’t trip when you ran over, did you?” Wen Zhihan asked softly.

Shao Cixin snapped out of her embarrassment and replied, “No, how could I still run so fast if I’d tripped?”

Wen Zhihan smiled gently and squeezed Shao Cixin’s hand. “I was afraid that you would be brave and stay silent.”

Shao Cixin couldn’t help but look into Wen Zhihan’s eyes.

Those words reminded her of memories from her previous life.

At the time, her marriage to Wen Yu was far from happy, and her relationship with Wen Yu was supported by her own wishful thinking.

But she never let her parents know that she was unhappy. She was afraid that Shao Heng and Lu Lan would worry about her, and she was also afraid that her father, who was relying on the Wen family to get through tough times, would feel guilty and responsible.

She even put up a front for Wen Yu’s sister, Wen Zhihan.

Once, she was standing at the door, watching Wen Yu leave.

There was no sweet goodbye kiss nor any reluctant look from the other party. They just shook hands like business partners before Wen Yu left without another glance.

Shao Cixin just stood where she was while the cold wind blew by, looking like a ridiculous and lovesick stone statue as her gaze stayed on Wen Yu’s back.

When she finally turned, she found Wen Zhihan standing not far behind her, silently watching for who knew how long.

Wen Zhihan offered her a scarf.

“It’s cold outside. Please keep warm.”

At the time, Shao Cixin didn’t know whether she should accept the scarf.

Her wife didn’t like this older sister of hers, but Wen Zhihan had no ill intentions towards Shao Cixin and was even very gentle—far gentler than Shao Cixin’s wife.

For better or for worse, Shao Cixin felt that she shouldn’t outright reject Wen Zhihan’s kindness.

“Thank you.”

In the end, she took it but didn’t put it on.

She began walking back into the house, but just as she was about to pass by Wen Zhihan, she heard Wen Zhihan suddenly say, “You’re unhappy.”

Shao Cixin stopped in her tracks.

Their eyes met.

“She’s not good to you,” Wen Zhihan said, “But doesn’t she like you?”

Her voice was as gentle as always, but now there was a hint of confusion in her tone, as if something she thought she knew had been turned upside down.

Shao Cixin looked into Wen Zhihan’s blue eyes and did not answer immediately.

Did Wen Yu like her?

Of course she did.

Otherwise, why would Wen Yu propose to her and agree to marry her?

She believed that there was love…she believed it.

She looked at the person in front of her.

Those blue eyes were deep and mysterious, and like an unfathomable ocean, it was impossible to see through them at a glance.

Shao Cixin didn’t have any malice towards Wen Zhihan, but she didn’t want to express her heart to her either.

“Of course she likes me,” Shao Cixin replied with a smile. “If my wife doesn’t like me, who would she like?”

Wen Zhihan didn’t say anything more. She just gazed at Shao Cixin with a faint look in her eyes.

After a while, Shao Cixin heard Wen Zhihan say, “Cixin, don’t force yourself.”

Wen Zhihan could tell that she was unhappy.

But Shao Cixin didn’t dare to admit it.

“I’m not forcing myself. You think too much, jiejie.”

“I’m going back to my room to sleep first. I won’t discuss this topic anymore.”

She avoided Wen Zhihan’s gaze, clutching Wen Zhihan’s scarf as she quickly walked away—almost like she was running away.

At the time, she rejected Wen Zhihan’s kindness, even though it was just an ordinary concern.

Shao Cixin’s thoughts returned to reality, and she looked at the person in front of her again.

Wen Zhihan was still the same Wen Zhihan.

She was gentle, meticulous, and considerate, and she was still able to see through others’ fragile disguises at a glance.

But today, their relationship was completely different.

This time, she would no longer alienate Wen Zhihan and reject her kindness.

She wanted to get closer to Wen Zhihan and eventually become the most important person in her heart.

“I won’t be stubborn.”

Shao Cixin tightly clasped Wen Zhihan’s hand in her palm.

“Wen Zhihan, I said that I am willing to share my thoughts and emotions with you, whether they are happy or sad.”

Wen Zhihan’s eyes flickered slightly.

She saw that Shao Cixin was taking the initiative to come to her.

Her perseverance had paid off.

Perhaps if she kept trying, she would be able to hear a resonating response from Shao Cixin.

“So don’t be afraid that I’m trying to be tough. If I had really sprained my ankle, I would be limping and telling you how much it hurt!” Shao Cixin said matter-of-factly.

Wen Zhihan’s beautiful eyes curved. Like the crescent moon in the sky, her expression was bright and moving.

“That’s good. Let’s go home.

“Don’t run. Walk slowly.” Wen Zhihan seriously emphasized her concern once more.

“I know,” Shao Cixin said obediently.

“Good.^[1]”

Shao Cixin looked down at their intertwined fingers. Then she moved to hug Wen Zhihan’s arm, almost clinging to her.

She couldn’t help but want to stick to Wen Zhihan tightly, to never be separated again.

Suddenly, Wen Zhihan’s hand was empty, and her arm was being hugged.

Wen Zhihan tilted her head slightly. “Hm? What’s wrong?”

Shao Cixin glanced at the exit and said tactfully “I’m afraid that there are people filming outside. We look more intimate this way.

“What’s wrong? You don’t like it? If you don’t like it, then I’ll let go.”

Wen Zhihan quickly held down Shao Cixin’s fingers with her hand. “I didn’t say I didn’t like it. This way is good. Just keep it.”

Shao Cixin smiled and hugged Wen Zhihan’s arm tightly.

—Very good, Wen Zhihan asked her to keep her hands around her arm. She was becoming acclimated to Shao Cixin treating her this way!

Meanwhile, Wen Zhihan sighed in her heart. She was a little disappointed.

For a second, she really thought that Shao Cixin was hugging her because she wanted to stick to her…

In a spacious and tidy living room, a bright chandelier illuminated the corners of the room and two pairs of beautiful eyebrows and eyes.

An ambiguous silence descended over the room, and hot desire grew wildly.

Wen Zhihan sat on the sofa, raising her head and offering Shao Cixin a kiss.

Shao Cixin perched astride Wen Zhihan’s lap, her long red dress covering her slender and beautiful hands.

Both parties greedily plundered each other’s auras, attacking the other person’s domains, and wanting to take them as their own. 

Wen Zhihan wrapped her hand around Shao Cixin’s body. She grabbed the zipper on the back of Shao Cixin’s red dress and pulled it down while she kissed the other person’s neck.

Her movements were methodical and gentle, like slowly opening the curtains to spring.

“Wen Zhihan…” Shao Cixin cried her name.

“I’m here.”

“About the live broadcast…do you really want to leave it to me to decide?”

“En. Is there something wrong?”

“No, I just didn’t expect…”

Wen Zhihan raised her charming eyes and locked onto Shao Cixin’s gaze, making it impossible for Shao Cixin to escape.

She asked softly, “What didn’t you expect?”

Shao Cixin lowered her eyebrows. Her gaze glittered with confusion, and her heart shook. 

The red dress slowly slid down her body and draped over her fair arms, full of charm and allure.

Shao Cixin’s eyes curved into a smile. “I didn’t expect you to leave this matter to me…You’re not afraid that I’ll randomly pick a time and place for us?”

“No.”

“En?”

“Our Cixin is a reasonable child.”

No matter how rebellious Shao Cixin was, she never gave the impression that she was unreliable. Instead, she only made others feel an irresistible urge to get to know her better.

This was her charm, a charm that was extremely attractive to others.

Shao Cixin’s heart instantly melted.

She liked every gentle look Wen Zhihan gave her, she liked Wen Zhihan’s soft and firm tone when she assured her, and she liked Wen Zhihan’s unconditional trust in her.

She was willing to dedicate all of herself to Wen Zhihan.

But she was not a reasonable person.

If she was reasonable, she wouldn’t be moved by Wen Zhihan.

If she was reasonable, she wouldn’t be obsessed over her.

She fell for Wen Zhihan the moment they met. There was no reason or logic to it.

“Wen Zhihan.” She cupped Wen Zhihan’s face in her hands, her brows slightly furrowed. “If I became unreasonable one day, would you…hate me?”

Wen Zhihan responded without hesitation. “No.”

Shao Cixin was taken aback. “You didn’t even ask me what kind of unreasonable we’re talking about, but you answered just like that?”

Wen Zhihan looked at Shao Cixin and smiled. “Because there is no need to ask.

“Cixin, I can never hate you. This is a fact.”

Shao Cixin was stunned. She suppressed her surging desires and asked softly, “Why?”

Wen Zhihan looked up at her, touched her face, and said nothing.

Because Shao Cixin was the most precious moon in her heart. Because she was the one Wen Zhihan wished for and obsessed over for all these years.

There wasn’t enough time to love Shao Cixin, so how could she bear to hate her?

She smiled. “There is no reason.”

Shao Cixin was speechless.

She didn’t know what words she could speak to do justice to how much Wen Zhihan valued her.

Wen Zhihan’s was an unfounded conviction.

It was a special bond that belonged to only one person.

It was as gentle as a blade of grass, but as strong as stone.

Shao Cixin pursed her lips and thought for a long time. She finally sighed and said straightforwardly, exposing some of her true feelings, “Wen Zhihan, you’re so good…

“I regret so much. Why didn’t I become friends with you in high school? This way, we would have known each other longer…”

“It’s okay,” Wen Zhihan soothed softly. “It’s not too late.”

As long as Shao Cixin was by her side, it was never too late.

Shao Cixin’s heart was completely captured by Wen Zhihan.

She held onto her fulfilled heart and felt inspired once more.

With Wen Zhihan’s words, she could become even more courageous!

—President Wen, oh, President Wen. If you keep flirting with me like this, it’s going to be hard to end things between us!

“Wen Zhihan, I need to kiss you deeply to show how touched I am!”

One and a half hours later…

Shao Cixin hugged Wen Zhihan’s neck and looked lazily at the sofa beneath them.

“I bought two new sofa covers a few days ago, just in time to replace these…”

Wen Zhihan smiled and kissed Shao Cixin’s ear gently, her voice still soft and light. “Then let’s change the bed sheets in the room while we’re at it.”

Shao Cixin’s ear felt itchy from the kiss, and she couldn’t help but laugh. “Our President Wen is really capable.”

Wen Zhihan smiled lightly. “Is Cixin not capable anymore?”

Shao Cixin immediately said, “How could this be? We haven’t even started. Women aren’t allowed to say they can’t do it anymore!”

Wen Zhihan smiled and touched Shao Cixin’s nape. “Let’s go back to the room.”

When Shao Cixin heard this, she immediately tightened her arms around Wen Zhihan’s waist and hugged her tightly.

“You take me back.” She buried her head in Wen Zhihan’s neck, her voice becoming smaller and smaller. “My legs are a little weak, and I don’t want to walk…”

Wen Zhihan kissed Shao Cixin with a smile on her face. “Okay.”

Then she fulfilled Shao Cixin’s request and carried the person who was too lazy to walk all the way back to their room.

As soon as Shao Cixin found herself back on the bed, she immediately sat up again.

She pressed Wen Zhihan down and straddled her body.

Shao Cixin’s smile was a bit evil. “President Wen, the night is still long, but I can’t be the only one with weak legs.”

The night was still long, and there were many things they could do.

That evening, neither of them thought about going to bed early.

On Saturday, Post-Marriage Love Diary officially announced its live broadcast time, which would be 8 p.m. on Sunday.

Fans from all over the world enthusiastically expressed their expectations in the comments section.

Especially the CP fans of “Wengu Zhixin^[2].”

[@Tongnan Inn]: I get to see President Wen’s beautiful face again. I’m so happy!

[@Seven Immortal City One Horse]: Ah ah ah ah ah, they’re coming. My CP of destiny, Wengu Zhixin!

[@You want to take off?]: Start now. I want to chat with Wengu Zhixin. I want to eat dog food!

Eventually, Wen Yu also saw the news of the live broadcast.

She suddenly felt very confused.

It’s enough to just be on a variety show, but now you wanted to start a live broadcast?

Were Shao Cixin and Wen Zhihan planning to lock themselves into their marriage?

Was this Shao Cixin’s idea?

No.

Wen Yu thought of Wen Zhihan’s calculating smile.

Wen Zhihan obviously had evil intentions towards Shao Cixin. This matter was probably her idea. She wanted to rely on the public to tie Shao Cixin to her!

This is too insidious!

The more Wen Yu thought about it, the more worried she became for Shao Cixin.

No, she had to make a phone call to warn Shao Cixin to be wary of Wen Zhihan!

Wen Zhihan was in the living room looking over data from work.

Not far from her was Shao Cixin’s phone, and Shao Cixin herself was taking a shower.

After a while, Wen Zhihan suddenly heard singing coming from the bathroom.

It sounded like Shao Cixin was singing happily. It was all emotion, no technique, and not in tune at all.

Wen Zhihan looked in the direction of the bathroom and couldn’t help but smile. Then she turned back to continue scanning through her work material.

A cute junior sister was cute no matter what she did.

Being out of tone was also cute.

Shao Cixin was enjoying her identity as a bathroom singer.

She was indeed very happy.

Because Wen Zhihan wanted to do a live broadcast with her, and because of what Wen Zhihan said.

Even if it had already been two days, whenever Shao Cixin thought of Wen Zhihan’s words, her heart would beat with excitement and her eyes would light up with joy.

She was important and special to Wen Zhihan.

Shao Cixin believed that if things continued to progress between them like this, she could squeeze out the slightest possibility of a relationship between them no matter what.

As long as there was that slight possibility, Shao Cixin dared to seize the opportunity and magnify it infinitely.

There was no helping it. She couldn’t refuse it. And the “it” was Wen Zhihan!

Wen Zhihan herself was reading her work material, completely unaware of what was going on in Shao Cixin’s head in the other room over. 

At this moment, Shao Cixin’s cell phone, which had been left on the sofa, began ringing.

There was a WeChat call request.

ID: Scum

Wen Zhihan frowned slightly as she looked at the ID, already having a vague idea of who it was.

After thinking for a moment, she picked up the phone and took the initiative to answer the call for Shao Cixin.

“Hello?”

A familiar voice came from the receiver, unexpectedly interrupting the words that were about to roll out of Wen Yu’s lips.

She looked at the phone screen again and confirmed that it was Shao Cixin’s number.

—Damn it, why was Wen Zhihan answering the phone???

“How come it’s you?” Wen Yu frowned, her expression sour. “Where’s Cixin?!”

Hearing Wen Yu’s casual way of addressing Shao Cixin, a brief and dangerous tone slipped from Wen Zhihan’s mouth, “Hmm?”

Wen Yu didn’t even know how to say something as simple as “sister-in-law?”

Wen Yu immediately understood the subtext behind Wen Zhihan’s response. “…”

But she still didn’t want to say “sister-in-law,” so she asked, “Where is she?”

Wen Zhihan slowly turned the page of the packet in her hand. “Who? Tell me clearly.”

Wen Yu: “…”

Wen Zhihan said, “Did you call the wrong person? Then I’m hanging up.”

Wen Yu gritted her teeth. “I’m looking for your wife! What is she doing? Why did you answer the phone?”

Wen Zhihan curled her lips in satisfaction.

She closed the packet in her hand and turned to look at the bathroom door, where she could still vaguely hear the sound of singing mixed in with the sound of water.

Wen Zhihan suddenly remembered the night when Shao Cixin celebrated her birthday, so she calmly replied to Wen Yu—

“She is composing.”

Wen Yu: “???”

When did she learn this skill???

The author (热到昏厥) has something to say:

What the hell is there to lock?!

^[1] Here, Wen Zhihan uses the singular word “乖” (guāi) which means “good” in the sense that Shao Cixin is well-behaved. It could also be translated as “good girl.”

^[2] The fans’ CP name for Shao Cixin x Wen Zhihan. It’s a wordplay on “温故知新” (wēngùzhīxīn) which is pronounced the same way and has two meanings, “reviewing the past to help one understand the present” or “reviewing the past to help one gain new knowledge.” Here, the fans changed the last word “新” (xīn) to 心 (also “xīn”) for the “heart” in Cixin (慈心). Because of the change, you can also read the newly formed “温故知心” as to mean “reviewing the past and understanding one’s heart,” which is really cute and relevant to the story.

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