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Although she said so, Qinglan seemed to harbor hidden worries and thoughts in her heart. These worries and thoughts were the main factors that made her feel uneasy and even a bit scared.
But she didn't want to share this with anyone else.
During those days, Qingmei did not follow them with the excitement that Qinglan described.
She stayed up late, but there was no excitement at all.
For several days, she remained gloomy and unhappy, hiding alone with a heart full of sorrow, sadness, and despair.
Yes, now that she thought about it, Qinglan could sense the despair in her eyes during those days!
She almost stayed up all night watching over Qinglan, making Qinglan feel as if she was being guarded closely, not allowing her to leave her side or step out of her sight.
But that wasn't quite right; it wasn't about not letting her leave or not letting her out of sight. Rather, she was guarding Qinglan, preventing Xu Wen from getting even a little closer to Qinglan and not allowing Qinglan to approach Xu Wen at all. She wouldn’t let Xu Wen step into Qinglan's room or let Qinglan enter Xu Wen's room even a bit.
In other words, although Qinglan and Xu Wen had received their marriage certificate and were legally married, they had not only failed to consummate their marriage but also couldn't even get close to each other.
Clearly, this was intentional on Qingmei's part.
But why?
Wasn't she very fond of Xu Wen back in Liu Family Village? Didn't she even hope to matchmake her Mama with Uncle Xu?
Why had she changed? Why had she changed?
She could not see any hostility from Xu Wen and continued to treat him well; the only thing was that she did not want him to get close to Qinglan.
As long as Xu Wen was not around, she would not monitor her or stay by her side. She would return to her usual self, playing alone and happily, without sorrow or despair!
On the day she learned about her marriage to Xu Wen, she was indeed too tired. After days of sleepless vigilance over her, she finally fell asleep on the bed shortly after returning home from the wedding.
Qinglan and Xu Wen finally breathed a sigh of relief; otherwise, being watched by her on their wedding night would not have been a good thing.
Qinglan carefully settled her down, afraid of waking her.
As the guests departed, only the three of them remained, entering their own world.
The wedding room was decorated romantically and warmly, with dim lighting creating a hazy and dreamy atmosphere. The heating was just right—neither too hot nor too dry. Qinglan wore a thin, lace transparent evening gown, her hair elegantly styled up, looking sexy and charming. Xu Wen gently embraced her, slowly helping her remove her shawl and unzip her dress.
Qinglan trembled lightly in his arms, both excited and nervous.
After such a long wait, the wedding had finally taken place, bringing a sense of relief along with a calmness that followed the settling of dust. It was neither regretful nor unwilling; fate had finally arranged itself. It was like the uncertainty that had hung in the air was finally revealed by a fortune teller, bringing an end to the anticipation and mysterious unease.
This sense of reassurance, while not the most thrilling or exciting, felt like finally having one's feet back on solid ground after being suspended in the air—a grounded feeling.
Thus, Qinglan's heart felt very stable and secure.
In Xu Wen's embrace, she allowed herself to be guided, gradually succumbing to the moment.
Both individuals had entered a state of fervor and desire, passionately and resolutely prepared to give themselves to one another.
Suddenly, there was a loud banging on the door, accompanied by both hands slapping and feet kicking.
Qinglan and Xu Wen were stunned. What should they do?
Qinglan's clothes were half on, while Xu Wen was already at a point of no return.
The sounds of banging and kicking outside grew more intense, almost frenzied.
Qinglan couldn't care about anything else; she had no time to put on even one piece of clothing. She used one hand to tightly hold onto the garment that was about to come off and opened the door.
Standing outside was an angry lion, or perhaps a clawing tiger.
However, the angry lion had tears in its eyes, a pale face, tightly clenched lips, and a trembling body.
Before Qinglan could react, the angry lion lunged at her, scratching and hitting her. "Mama is a bad person! Mama doesn't want me anymore! Mama has someone else and doesn't want me!"
She screamed and tore at her until she was utterly exhausted, finally collapsing to the ground, unconscious.
That night, she was taken to the hospital.
The wedding that had already taken place was also put on hold, with only the final step left uncompleted.
Recalling the events of that night before the wedding and even earlier, some of Qingmei's unusual behaviors after arriving in Beijing, a sense of unease settled in Qinglan's heart.
What was missing in her fate with Xu Wen? Why did it seem that destiny was always disrupting their intentions?
Although Xu Wen showed no signs of complaint, on the way to the hospital with Qingmei, he was even more anxious than she was, yet he continued to comfort her all along.
She apologized to him, saying she was sorry.
He embraced her and said, "What is there to apologize for? We are already husband and wife; we will bear everything together."
However, Qinglan always felt that something was off.
Whenever Lin Xi mentioned An Shaojie, she lost interest in his matters.
What relationship did they have now?
She was already a married woman with her own husband, and her daughter was still ill. What she thought about now was how to make her daughter well again, how to ensure her husband's happiness, how to avoid further suffering herself, and how to prevent her friends and family from being burdened by her.
Right now, all she wanted was to live well and happily. She had a family, a husband, a daughter; her heart no longer felt adrift.
After several days of continuous snow, the weather finally cleared up. Lin Xi sat by the window, gazing at the snow outside. The ground was still covered with a thick layer of snow. She held a cup in her hands, steam rising from the coffee inside. Although the heating in the room was warm and cozy, Lin Xi had just arrived, so the chill had not yet left her body. Her hands were still cold as she held the cup; the temperature of the coffee gradually warmed her up.
This café was one that Lin Xi and Su Hailu often visited during their time at A University. Its size remained about the same; it hadn't expanded its business but seemed to have changed owners since the management style was quite different from before. The interior decoration also differed from what it used to be; it appeared somewhat more upscale now, with darker and more subdued tones. Previously, most customers were students, so the café's decor was simple and elegant, offering a limited selection of drinks.
Looking around for a while, Lin Xi couldn't tell who among those sitting under the dim lights were students or not. Today's students could easily be distinguished from those in society by their attire and demeanor. They dressed boldly and fashionably, exuding maturity and charm in their conversations and behavior. Moreover, students at A University were said to start working part-time jobs as soon as they entered college, already showing signs of social habits.
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