An 80s female translator was spoiled rotten by a rough and jealous man.

Chapter 368 Her World Revolves Only Around Him (Part 2)

"Don't be afraid, come on."

As soon as she finished speaking, her pain receptors were suddenly ripped apart, and Meng Youyou's vision went completely white for a moment.

But then, gradually, things became so different, so...

This unusual situation made Meng Youyou a little scared, but despite her fear, she willingly gave herself to him and succumbed to his influence.

She felt like a drifting cloud, both fragmented and full.

Midway through, Meng Youyou inexplicably recalled a love letter from his book "The Lock." Perhaps it wasn't entirely without reason, but it was the least like a love letter among the letters written for her in the book:
"My dear Yoyo, how are you doing over there?"
The girl who looks a lot like you got married and gave birth to a baby girl not long ago. I went to visit her in the hospital today with my boss. The little girl is very beautiful. After I got back, I dreamed about you last night... you got married and had a beautiful baby girl.

You sat on the bed, holding your swaddled baby, smiling with a deep, gentle happiness. Then a man walked over and sat down beside the bed, opened a thermos, and fed you soup with a porcelain spoon. The bowl contained pork rib and lotus root soup; the lotus root looked quite soft and powdery. So, is it winter where you are?

What a coincidence, it's winter here too.

Most of your hands were covered by the cotton material of your swaddling clothes. I looked closely but couldn't see them completely. I wonder if you got chilblains on your hands this winter?
I asked my grandpa, and he told me that people who easily get cold hands and feet in winter often have poor blood circulation. He said I should move around more and not be lazy. Grandpa also told me that people who sit for long periods can soak their feet in hot mugwort water before bed. This needs to be done every day to have a preventative effect, so don't be lazy. Don't wait until you actually get chilblains on your hands, swollen and purple, and then you'll dislike how ugly your hands are.

If you accidentally get chilblains, remember to apply the medicine on time, don't apply it every two days. Also, please remember, no matter how itchy it is, you must not scratch it with your fingernails. Even if I'm not around to supervise you, you have to resist the urge, otherwise your skin will break and it will easily leave scars, and you'll regret it then.

Where were we? Oh… after feeding the baby the soup, he tidied up the food container on the bedside table, probably to take it to wash. Before leaving, he bent down and kissed the baby in your arms, then looked up and kissed you. Your face seemed a little red, and you said to him, “The door wasn’t even closed~”

I couldn't see the man's face clearly in my dream, which was probably a kind of mercy and pity, because I knew that person was not me.

I was startled awake. I remembered what you said in the hotel in Lianshui City. You demanded that I return safely and completely from every mission before you could marry me, otherwise you would marry someone else and do intimate things with him.

I agreed at the time.

Why did I agree?
In the end, it's all my fault for breaking my promise and not being able to keep my word and marry you. I'm sorry, Yoyo. But if you truly feel you've found happiness, then follow your heart. I won't blame you; after all, you have such a beautiful smile. If you could always smile so beautifully, that would be wonderful, truly wonderful.

Green hills only wish to continue our bond in the next life. Oh dear, will you give me your next life, please?
You promised me, and you have to keep your word.

Meng Youyou wondered what he was feeling when he wrote that letter. What was he thinking when he decided to put it in the collection and give it to Zhou Xiaobei? Did he want her to see it? Did he really want her to pursue other happiness? Did he really want her to? Meng Youyou wasn't sure, and she even suspected that he himself wasn't sure.

Noticing her distraction, Huo Qingshan intensified his efforts, continuously strengthening his presence, wanting her to have only him in her mind, body, and thoughts.

At this moment, he was the only one in her world.

He is too.

Beads of sweat dripped from Huo Qingshan's nose, landing on her face and sliding down her facial contours into her hair.

They embraced each other tightly, living like this forever, oblivious to tomorrow or the end of the world.

When a dream comes true, one wishes for it to last forever. This way, there's no need to offer a "That's really great," a statement that even the speaker can't discern how much sincerity and how much insincerity is genuine.

Instead, he would wake up laughing in the middle of the night, sit up, rub his stiff lips, look down at the quiet person lying on the other side, and reach out to tuck her blanket in. In the process, he might accidentally touch her skin and feel her real, warm body temperature.

As you gaze at her, you might find yourself unconsciously bending your neck, inhaling her sweet fragrance. Finally, place a light kiss on her forehead, making sure not to disturb her sleep. But once you've kissed her, you'll close your eyes contentedly and begin to drift off to sleep again. At this moment, the corners of your mouth will naturally be curved into a smile.

That's truly "excellent".

How can anyone be content with a seemingly plausible but actually "good" situation?