Sweet slice-of-life love story: Wife, Let's love again
Chapter 189 - 186: Hear Me Out One More Time

Chapter 189: Chapter 186: Hear Me Out One More Time

He said he had a cold, but it was really just a slight nasal congestion, and whether he took two pills or not, it didn’t matter much. After running and sweating, the symptoms had completely disappeared.

It was past ten o’clock at night, and after everything was taken care of, Qin Guanglin stood at the bedroom door, hesitated for a moment, and did not ask to stay overnight.

"Goodnight, go to sleep early."

"You too," He Fang responded.

Turning off the bedroom light, Qin Guanglin turned and went downstairs.

Being able to sleep together occasionally was already satisfying enough; you can’t always push your luck.

As he walked home in the cool night breeze, Qin’s Mom was still up, energetically watching TV on the sofa. Her eyes were fixed on the screen, so focused that she didn’t even turn her head when Qin Guanglin came in, merely greeting him casually.

"Back already?"

"Yeah."

Qin Guanglin listened to the sound effects coming from the TV somewhat speechlessly, "How many times have you watched ’Journey to the West’? Aren’t you tired of it yet?"

"Ah, tsk... Monk Tang is such an idiot!" Qin’s Mom smacked her thigh, furious at the TV, finally deigning to glance at Qin Guanglin, "Don’t disturb me, go to sleep."

"...You should go to sleep early too."

After absentmindedly playing with his phone in the bedroom for a while, Qin Guanglin suddenly sat up, swiped the screen to check the calendar; the Qixi Festival was coming soon.

It seemed he still owed Teacher He a bouquet.

The gift had to be somewhat substantial, lest she keep calling him clueless... He stood in front of the window, looking towards He Fang’s place, deep in thought about what significant gift he could give.

It had to be a real surprise and not something that could be bought just anywhere.

...

"Why are you here? Didn’t you get bored of this long ago?"

Qin’s Mom turned and looked at Qin Guanglin, who had sat down on the couch, a bit puzzled.

"I haven’t watched TV with you in a long time, let’s watch together for a bit." Qin Guanglin said, admiring Monkey on the TV, "Actually, it’s quite interesting, the old dramas have flavor."

"I bet you want something."

"No... what could I possibly want?"

"Hmph."

Qin’s Mom pursed her lips and stopped talking, focusing on watching Sun Wukong smash the White Bone Demon with the Jingu Bang.

"Ah, this idiot!" She saw Monk Tang chanting and immediately smacked her thigh again, "Tsk, really blind."

Qin Guanglin couldn’t help but grin at the force in her hand, "Really... is it worth getting so worked up?"

"I just can’t stand idiots."

"And when you watch ’Lady Bai,’ isn’t Fa Hai also an idiot, and yet you still get angry?"

"Is it the same?" Qin’s Mom glared, "Stop bothering me, just watch."

...

Qin Guanglin shrugged his shoulders and remained silent. He remembered getting angry watching this as a kid, but now he felt nothing; everything was scripted by the director, getting angry was pointless.

After watching Monkey clutch his head and scream for a while, he suddenly turned to Qin’s Mom, "What do you think it would be like if it was Fa Hai who went on the pilgrimage?"

"Huh?" Qin’s Mom was stunned, then scoffed, "What are you talking about... how could Fa Hai go on the pilgrimage."

"I’m just saying, I guess that old bald donkey would roll up his sleeves and do it himself."

That would be a hot-blooded anime about four people working together to exorcise demons.

Qin’s Mom couldn’t be bothered to entertain him, continuing to watch the love-hate saga between Monk Tang and Monkey, but her gaze was somewhat absent-minded.

Fa Hai on a pilgrimage...

"If this White Bone Demon met Fa Hai, I bet he’d slam his Zen Stick to the ground and shout, ’I can tell at a glance that you’re not human!’" Qin Guanglin watched the White Bone Demon transform into a human for the third time and laughed, "Wouldn’t that be more thrilling?"

"..."

Qin’s Mom fell into deep thought.

"Hey, where are you going? You haven’t seen the White Bone Demon get beaten yet." Qin Guanglin, who was cheerfully watching Monk Tang acting foolish, suddenly noticed Qin’s Mom getting up to turn off the TV and was puzzled.

"Watch my ass." Qin’s Mom looked impatient, "I was enjoying ’Journey to the West,’ and here you are babbling on and on..."

"I’ll stop talking."

"Now all I can think about is Fa Hai fighting the White Bone Demon, how can I watch? Go back to your room and sleep, so annoying. Don’t you have work tomorrow?"

"..." Qin Guanglin looked at Qin’s Mom innocently, "I was just saying..."

"Go, I want to sleep." Qin’s Mom was so annoyed. What was this guy even doing back here, wasn’t sleeping at He Fang’s place fine?

"Wait, wait, wait, actually... There’s something."

"Speak."

"It’s just..." Qin Guanglin scratched his head, hesitating; the situation wasn’t quite as he had expected.

Wasn’t it supposed to be both of them joyfully watching TV, and then he’d take the chance to talk...

"Just forget it, looking at you now, it doesn’t seem like a good thing."

"No, don’t... do you remember that time I accompanied you to the antique street?" He saw Qin’s Mom trying to leave, so he quickly spoke.

"You’ve accompanied me many times, which time?"

"The time we bought that bracelet..."

Qin’s Mom looked suspicious, and quietly stepped back, "What are you trying to do?"

"I just remember it being pretty, just wanted to take a look." Qin Guanglin tried to appear nonchalant.

"Coming out in the middle of the night just to take a look? Do you think I’m stupid?"

"..."

"You’re plotting something; I can see you’re up to no good." Qin’s Mom frowned, "Out with it, what are you really trying to do?"

Qin Guanglin shifted uncomfortably on the couch, edging closer to Qin’s Mom, "That time you bought the big smoking pipe and didn’t have enough money left, I paid for it. It’s mine, remember?"

"What exactly do you want to do?"

"It’s too big for your hand, you can only look at it. Isn’t it the same if you look at it and I do? Just let me have a look at it."

"What do you want?" Qin’s Mom rolled her eyes, "Stop beating around the bush and just say it..." she paused, tilting her head and looking suspiciously at Qin Guanglin, "You want to give it to He Fang?"

"Uh... no, I just want to take a look." Qin Guanglin’s gaze shifted, looking around nervously.

"You want to give it to He Fang!" Qin’s Mom was convinced by his demeanor, "That makes sense. Middle of the night... it has to involve He Fang."

"What... I just want to see if it fits..."

"So if it fits, you’ll give it away?"

"Well, you’re just leaving it lying around, what a waste." Qin Guanglin stopped hiding his intentions and grinned as he moved closer, "You know, jade nourishes people and wards off evil, ensures safety, it’s such a good thing..."

Seeing Qin’s Mom staring at him in silence, he quickly changed the subject, "Let’s just see first; it might not even fit. If it’s too big or too small, I’ll put it back. If it fits, I promise I’ll accompany you to the antique street another day and pick another one."

"No way." Qin’s Mom shook her head, refusing, "If you were getting married, it would be another story, but you’re just dating now, it’s not suitable. What if..."

"Tsk tsk tsk, there are no ’what if’s, stop jinxing me." Qin Guanglin was unhappy, "I’d spend several thousand yuan on a bag too, what’s the difference?"

"You can buy a bag anytime, but a bracelet like this one isn’t just laying around everywhere."

"That’s why I want this bracelet."

"No, wait until you get married, otherwise it’s too big a loss, I can’t bear it." Qin’s Mom decisively shook her head, "Go buy a bag with your own money, no matter how expensive, just don’t scheme on mine."

"I promise we’ll get married."

"Then you don’t need to rush it, you can give it to her when you marry."

"No, wait!" Seeing Qin’s Mom turning to head to her bedroom, Qin Guanglin panicked, "I just want this one, just hear me out one more time..."

"Speak up, I’m going to sleep after this." Qin’s Mom leaned on the door and yawned, clearly impatient.

"..."