The Wind and Rain Are Like Complaining, and the Coolness Is as Thin as You

In the sixth year of marriage, Wen Liang's husband Pei Yuyuan fell in love with the new nanny at home. The little nanny has just come to the city. She is lively and cute, still childish, and silly and innocent. Pei Yuyuan personally decorated her new room with pink curtains, pink princess bed, and pink bunny slippers. Everything was so dreamy and beautiful. He seemed to have forgotten that in order to marry Wen Liang, he was whipped ninety-nine times by Father Wen and almost died. He also forgot that since the first year of their marriage, he would personally go to Tibet to climb the holy mountain every year, kowtowing step by step, and it would take ninety-nine and eighty-one days to obtain a peace charm. Three months ago, he had just personally hung the sixth peace charm around her neck. At that time, his heart and eyes were full of her, and he said softly: "May the gods and Buddhas in the sky bless my Liang to be safe, happy, healthy and worry-free every year." But now, he was holding the clothes that the nanny Tian Tian had just changed into last night in his hand, putting them in front of his nose and sniffing greedily. He said, it smells like a girl. Wen Liang didn't cry. She just took off the peace charm hanging around her neck, lit it, and flushed all the ashes into the toilet.