Sweet slice-of-life love story: Wife, Let's love again
Chapter 215 - 211: Have I Mentioned It?

Chapter 215: Chapter 211: Have I Mentioned It?

Zhao Qing left.

He didn’t say much, and although he still felt pity for the money, he expressed support for their decision.

He didn’t suffer any serious injuries, truly because of good luck. Most importantly, it was He Fang who brandished a knife and confronted the group, driving them away.

Otherwise, if they had been punched and kicked by a group of drunk youths and delayed getting medical help, Qin Guanglin wouldn’t even be able to eat by himself right now.

One had affection, the other had intention. She was almost certain that these two people would end up together; it would be unreasonable if they didn’t marry.

"Do you think I’m very fierce?" He Fang sat by the hospital bed and was peeling an orange for Qin Guanglin as their after-meal fruit.

"You must have been even fiercer last night."

"That’s right, I was like a Valkyrie, hey ha... Open your mouth."

"Ouch... so sour. You eat it yourself."

Qin Guanglin, leaning on the bed, was reading the newspaper left by Zhao Qing, grimacing as he swallowed the orange and flipped the paper to continue reading.

"Two students... ten years of hard study, all gone to waste in an instant." He suddenly sighed.

"All that knowledge just went to the dogs." He Fang was eating her orange, turned her head to spit out two seeds, then looked up at him, "Don’t you feel sorry for them?"

"Not really, just a bit reflective... why bother?"

Qin Guanglin folded the newspaper a couple of times and casually placed it aside, saw He Fang offering another piece of orange, ate it subconsciously, and his eyes squinted from the sourness, "Slurp... eat it yourself... Those two people, nobody forced them, nobody coerced them, they willingly did such things and now they are caught, who can they blame?

—Anyway, how can there be such perverted people, who take pleasure in harming others? Is this what’s called having a misguided heart?"

"I thought you felt sorry for them and wanted to give them a break." He Fang watched Qin Guanglin grimace and smiled, dangling a slice of orange near his mouth, trying to tempt him to eat it.

"I won’t eat, you eat." Qin Guanglin pushed it away, refusing.

"Do you want it like this?"

He Fang put the orange in her mouth and tilted her head towards him, "Mmm?"

"...No."

"You’ve changed; in the past, you would have definitely taken it."

"Stop it, do you want some candy?" Qin Guanglin patted his pocket, then realized his clothes had already been changed, "Where did my clothes go?"

"They had quite a bit of blood on them, so I threw them out."

"Oh."

The room was quiet for a while, He Fang finished the orange in her hand, clapped her hands, sat beside the bed holding Qin Guanglin’s hand, and rubbed her face against it, "Fortunately, you’re okay. We’ll check again in a couple of days and then go back to Luo City. We won’t stay here."

"Meeting the father-in-law feels like getting sacred sutras." Qin Guanglin played with her lips with his fingers, his thoughts slowly drifting, "When I return... I’ll have to stay at your place until I recover, can’t let my mom know, to avoid her worries. And don’t spill the beans, remember."

"I know, Elder Qin."

He Fang gently bit on his finger, then lifted her face to look at him, "Do you regret losing that money?"

"Of course, it was a six-figure sum." Qin Guanglin smacked his lips; it was more than his savings, "Had I gone there and gotten beaten up, taking the money with you to Luo City would have been great, wouldn’t it?"

"Ptui, ptui, ptui."

"Hey hey, just kidding, don’t bite... Can your brother handle this?"

"Trust him, don’t be fooled by his constant squinty smiles; he’s actually a crafty lawyer." He Fang lay on the bed playing with Qin Guanglin’s fingers, not looking worried at all, "And there’s my sister-in-law too, as long as you don’t think I’m making a big deal out of nothing."

"That won’t be the case."

Qin Guanglin shook his head and thought for a moment, "I once saw a saying that roughly meant ’I can tolerate everyone except the intolerant,’ and I think that’s very true—we can forgive some unintentional mistakes, even if they cause us harm or trouble, but as long as it’s not deliberate, we can consider understanding and forgiving.

"But this behavior of harming others for fun, essentially, is an antisocial tendency, no matter how serious my injury is, it should not happen, like them..."

Qin Guanglin pointed at the newspaper and continued, "They simply don’t deserve forgiveness. If we let them off today, give them a chance, that’s like hanging a sword over the heads of law-abiding ordinary people like us; no one knows when it will fall. That’s unfair. Either don’t do it, or bear the consequences if you do. Being kind while allowing them to harm others is the real mistake."

Living in this world, the most important thing is the rules, the rules are there, whether to follow them is voluntary, no one can manage that, but while making choices, you must also be ready to bear the consequences.

The moment they took action, they should have anticipated this outcome; letting them off now would be harming others.

"Tsks... if you went on a pilgrimage, you’d reduce the eighty-one trials by half." He Fang laughed as he walked to the door to lock it and picked up the towel basin from the side to go into the bathroom to wash his hands.

"It’s just a pity for their parents."

"There’s nothing to pity, to give birth without raising, to raise without teaching, to teach without goodness, are all mistakes, people who don’t follow rules, harming themselves is one thing, harming others is a major sin, their parents can’t shake off this responsibility."

"Everyone is an independent natural person, though it is said that not teaching is the father’s fault, that’s just part of the reason, there are too many factors that change a person during growing up, everyone has to be responsible for their own life, parents are only a part of it..."

"Alright, shut up." He Fang carried the basin over to the bedside, dipped the towel in it, and scrubbed it a couple of times, "You can’t convince me, I can’t convince you, so let’s stop here—take off your clothes."

"Can I take a bath?"

"No, you can’t get your head wet, there’s also a wound on your neck... stop talking, hurry up and strip."

He Fang impatiently tugged at his clothes, "It’s not like I’ve never seen it before, don’t be all shy like a young maiden."

"What shy, I just think wiping isn’t clean enough, washing would be better... don’t move, I’ll do it."

Qin Guanglin grumbled as he removed his hospital gown and cautiously lay on the bed, "Press harder, otherwise it won’t get clean, I fell yesterday and don’t know how much dirt I got... ow! Not so hard, my skin is coming off."

"It needs to be hard, to clear the bad vibes!" He Fang gritted her teeth and hummed as her small hands vigorously scrubbed his back.

Pia!

He Fang slapped his buttock, "Turn over!"

"Don’t go too hard on this side, it’d be trouble if you rubbed something off." Qin Guanglin awkwardly turned over, tilting his head towards the curtains, avoiding her gaze.

It’s strange, when two people are both undressed there’s no discomfort, but when one is dressed and the other is naked, it feels awkward.

"If it gets rubbed wrong, I’ll fix it." He Fang curled her lip, continuing to hum and wipe him down like cleaning a table.

"You’re already hurt, can’t you just behave?" She rolled her eyes, gently smacking it.

"It’s not my fault." Qin Guanglin looked innocently, "Aren’t you supposed to be in control?"

"..."

He Fang blinked, at a loss for words.

It seemed she had indeed said that.