Back in the day when they first met, she was wearing a white dress, while Yang Aiguo was dressed in a white shirt and black pants, looking handsome and dashing.
But at that time, she was wholeheartedly attracted to Xu Yibo, captivated by his talents and so completely ignored Yang Aiguo, as if she never saw him.
In fact, Yang Aiguo’s talents were not inferior to Xu Yibo’s, and he was the strongest among all the kids in the military compound when it came to riding, archery, and fighting.
The ideal son-in-law in the minds of mothers-in-law in the Capital City.
Yet he was claimed by her, a rotten cabbage, and she didn’t even cherish him.
"How come you have gray hair?" Wang Shuyun’s eyes stung, wanting to touch his temple but was stopped by Yang Aiguo, "I’m already in my forties, can’t I have gray hair?"
"If you think it looks bad, I can dye it. I heard there’s a dye that can turn gray hair black," he said somewhat nervously.
"No, it’s fine like this." Wang Shuyun turned her head away in heartache, looking at the dumplings on the table, "I suppose you haven’t eaten, want some dumplings?"
Avoiding seeing his gray hair again, lest she couldn’t help but want to cry.
"Earlier, you haven’t answered my question." Yang Aiguo didn’t release her hand, "Is it okay?"
"You already said we’re at such an age, what’s okay or not?" Wang Shuyun said awkwardly, "It’s clearly me who let you down, but I don’t know how to...with you."
Thinking of the things she had done in the past, she felt she owed him too much.
Yet taking it a step further left her with a mysterious feeling of panic, always causing her to want to evade.
Thus, every time she acted like an ostrich.
"Do you wish for the two of us to be like this forever?" Yang Aiguo, somewhat angry at her response, released her hand, "I don’t want that."
Perhaps in the past he could maintain serenity, but being with her over the years made him want more and more.
His mindset had changed from before.
If there were no reciprocation and things continued as before, he wasn’t sure if he would do something as insane as what happened last night.
Yang Aiguo knew that the alcohol issue was secondary; more importantly, his heart was wanting too much.
That’s why he had repeatedly, recklessly sought her.
Once his hand released, Wang Shuyun’s heart felt empty.
"I..." She parted her lips to say something, but Yang Aiguo kissed her.
"Mmm..." She tried to resist, but ultimately Yang Aiguo’s force prevailed, and she quickly became absorbed in his aura.
When she came back to her senses, she was already leaning into Yang Aiguo’s embrace.
"You have feelings for me too, don’t you?" Yang Aiguo kissed her again, smiling as he spoke, "Wang Shuyun, can’t you be less timid?"
Actually, he was quite timid too.
He used to fear hurting her. Now, Yang Aiguo seemed to have found a way to interact with Wang Shuyun.
Yang Aiguo chuckled quietly, with a mischievous tone, "Alright, I got it."
Got it?
Got what?
Really.
Knowing this, why did he still have to kiss her?
At this age, acting like a love-struck youngster, it’s really intoxicating.