Gu Cheng didn't dare take it. He said earnestly, "Honey, hit me all you want. I'm fine. Hitting is affection, scolding is love."
"Getting hit by my own husband hardly counts as domestic violence. It's proof you love me. Leaving marks, staking your claim-I get it."
Ye Ruan: "..."
When it came to running his mouth, Ye Ruan could never outtalk Gu Cheng.
"Too bad we don't have a camera. I'll borrow one from Jingjing tomorrow."
The corners of Ye Ruan's mouth lifted. A thought struck him, and he grew quite pleased:
"I should take a picture of you kneeling on that washboard. If you ever forget me again, I'll print ten thousand copies and scatter them all over W Island."
Seeing Little Bunny amuse himself with his own imagination, Gu Cheng gave a helpless smile:
"Ruanruan, I'm sorry. I won't forget you again. Even when my memories were scrambled, my heart still raced whenever I saw you."
"And yet I actually doubted whether I'd ever loved you."
Memories could be lost easily, but a heartbeat couldn't lie.
Once Gu Cheng grew serious, Ye Ruan found he couldn't smile anymore.
The big bad wolf's Good Little Bunny suddenly sniffled, feeling rather wronged:
"The first thing I wanted when I woke up was to see you. When you didn't remember me, I wasn't even that angry. All I could think about was hugging you."
Seeing that Ye Ruan was about to cry, Gu Cheng panicked:
"I know. I know all of it. Don't cry... Seeing you cry breaks my heart."
Ye Ruan hadn't meant to cry at all, but with the mood already set, he might as well act pitiful. Being cherished like something precious cradled in someone's palms felt pretty nice.
"Baby? Bunny? Sweetheart? Ruanruan..."
The endearments came one after