Chapter 3
Chapter 3
“Can’t bear to let go?”
It was truly rare to hear such a phrase come from Ji Qing’s mouth.
Ji Qing and I met through a blind date.
He was young and successful, the youngest deputy chief physician at a top-tier hospital, and handsome to boot.
However, because of his traditional and difficult parents, he had remained unmarried. They were incredibly controlling and demanded a daughter-in-law who was obedient, submissive, proactive with chores, and knew how to serve others.
The first time I went home with Ji Qing, his mother brought out a basin of water and told me to wash her feet.
But I was willing to endure it.
Because from the first moment I saw Ji Qing…
I thought that for a face like his, I would do anything.
We dated for two years.
His parents were extremely satisfied with me.
And he gradually grew accustomed to a home that was always clean and tidy, hot meals that were always ready, and clothes that were always pressed crisp…
Yet his attitude remained lukewarm.
That changed on his birthday this year, when I tried to bake a cake for him by hand.
The oven exploded during preheating.
When he rushed to the hospital and saw my arms covered in glass shards, he lost his composure for the first time. He cupped my face with trembling hands, his voice shaking.
“You don’t have to do these things for me… You don’t have to do any of it…”
Even then, he never said he couldn’t bear to see me hurt.
Later, he proposed to me.
I originally thought that perhaps he felt a spark of true affection and wanted to build a life with me.
I never expected that he was simply fulfilling his parents’ wishes.
Qiao Ning was the one he cherished so much that he was willing to let her go.
The moment I saw their conversation, I knew this relationship had to end.
He was putting on a show for his parents, and I was putting on a show for myself.
But no matter how good the acting is, a play is just a play.
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Seeing the Starlight
On the eve of our wedding, I discovered a spreadsheet on Ji Qing’s computer.
It was filled with information about every girl he had ever dated.
In my column, it read:...
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