The Day He Arrived First

She thought the family marriage was cooperation. But he had already taken notice of her at that cocktail party half a year ago. On the first day that Tian Xiwei married into the Zhang family, she only brought three things: a few boxes of luggage, a new key, and a heart to live a good life. Zhang Linghe is an impeccable husband - polite and thoughtful, with clear boundaries. He never asks about her past or asks for her future. She thought this was what a contract marriage should be like: two people under the same roof, respecting each other as guests and not disturbing each other. Until she discovered that the slippers were prepared by him in advance. He had calculated the temperature of that glass of water. He was also there that night when she squatted down in the corridor to wrap up a stray cat. He hid a secret, too well. So good that she thought he didn't care, so good that she almost missed it. "Don't be too nice to me." He was drunk that night, with his eyes closed in the car, and his voice was as soft as saying to himself, "I'm afraid I'll take it seriously." Later she realized that he had already taken it seriously. Earlier than her. It was so early that he didn't even dare to admit it. "It turns out you are not treating me well according to the contract." "I have never treated you according to my contract." Marriage first, love later, his heart is moved first. There are too many things she doesn't know.