"..."
"I don't want to see anyone looking at me with pity in their eyes, and that includes you."
Chenxing bit her lip, clarifying, "It's not pity, it's heartache."
"Then don't shed tears, just like right now. When you feel heartache, smile for me, relax with me, okay?" His voice was gentle and faint, "When you smile for me, my mood gets better too. Your smile is the sunshine I long for, shining on me, warming me. When I feel hopeless about the world, fearful of the future, smile for me. Promise me you'll never cry in front of me, remember?"
Chenxing knew, Chenxing understood, she nodded vigorously: "Mhm, I'll remember."
"That's the good wife I want." He kissed her with satisfaction, feeling a ripple in his heart: "Now, smile for me again."
After Chenxing smiled, he shaped his fingers like a chestnut and unceremoniously tapped her forehead: "Your smile looks uglier than crying!"
