Separate Beds on Our Wedding Night: My Demobilized Soldier Husband Regrets It in Tears

Ding! Congratulations, you've transmigrated into a period novel as the villainess... Wait, did I get the wrong script?

I'm Lin Haiyan. I have the leading lady's script in hand, yet on my wedding night I lay down three rules with my demobilized soldier husband.

Task list:

Deal with the awful mother-in-law (stove overturned, 100% complete)

Teach the delinquent younger brother-in-law a lesson (rules laid down with a brick, 100% complete)

Lead the whole village to prosperity (in progress...)

Part ways with my husband of convenience (progress: -10%?)

At first, I thought I'd just gained a roommate. Who knew this rugged man would start acting so out of character?

He said we should stay out of each other's business, yet silently picked up a knife when I was being bullied.

He split his only piece of milk candy with me, and shielded me with his back when a beam collapsed during my high fever.

Watching him cling to the family separation agreement even while burning with fever and unconscious, murmuring, "Don't go," I fell into deep thought.

(This man seems kind of cuddly.)

Later, when our new house was finished, he actually wanted to sleep on the floor and spent the whole night clutching the edge of the bed.

Lu Zhengting (aggrieved): "Wife, the floor is cold..."

Me (yanking him onto the bed): "Quiet. Hold me tight!"