People's joys and sorrows did not reach one another.
While Chen Shu was getting beaten, Chen Banxia was curled up in a corner of the sofa, hugging a cushion and sleeping soundly. Peach sat on the sofa back, playing with its tail in rapt concentration. It had only glanced at them at the start; after that, it lost all interest and devoted itself entirely to its battle of wits with its tail.
The only ones still watching were Zhang Suannai and the little girl.
But even their expressions gradually shifted from "full of anticipation" and "enthralled" and "excited" to "numb."
Because they had both realized—
The force Qingqing (their sister) used to hit Chen Shu (their brother-in-law) was on a completely different level from what she used on them.
This was more like play-fighting.
The two exchanged another glance, their feelings complicated.
So from beginning to end, they were the only ones who had really taken a beating.
At last, the room fell quiet.
Ning Qing sat to one side without a word, sulking—a rare sight.
What she had clearly meant was that couples who got together before twenty-three were significantly more likely to break up than stay together for life. The odds only began to improve and reverse after twenty-three; only for couples who got together after twenty-five did the chance of staying together approach one hundred percent.
If things fell apart, whose fault would it be?
His, of course!
And now he was in such a hurry again.
He was the one who had said, "Only one in ten thousand first loves ends in marriage. The earlier you make it official, the easier it is to break up." Yet he was also the one who could not restrain his own impulses.
Love had never been something with