I Worry Myself Sick About My Wife Every Day

Meng Zhixia was a bona fide beauty enthusiast. She always gave good-looking people the greatest understanding and care. As it happened, her new landlady was a stunning beauty with an incredible aura. She was cold and hated being disturbed.

At first, Meng Zhixia only dared to admire her from afar. Then she realized the cool beauty was always clumsy, completely helpless at looking after herself, and yet incredibly stubborn.

She kept odd hours, lived on takeout and instant noodles, was a total homebody, and kept making herself sick enough to end up in the hospital.

When Meng Zhixia saw her landlady lying in a hospital bed again, looking haggard and weak, her tender concern as a beauty enthusiast was fully awakened. She was going to take good care of her landlady!

At first, she just left little notes on the fridge.

“There’s porridge warming in the rice cooker, and buns in the microwave. Heat them up before eating.”

“There are bananas and washed apples on the table. You need to get some vitamin C every day.”

Later, they became all kinds of perfectly timed text reminders.

“Put down your iPad and do your eye exercises.”

“Close Weibo and open Meituan...”

And later still...

“Take a walk after dinner and live to ninety-nine.”

“I don’t want to live that long,” someone said with an earnest expression, refusing to go out.

“No way. You can’t leave me a widow while I’m still young.”

Resistance was futile. She was dragged out of the house.

Warning: The author has abandoned this story. Don’t click.

Note: Just imagine the two of them living happily ever after in a parallel world. I don’t think I’m very good at writing romantic tension. Let me study some more.

A younger woman who nags before and after every outing, worrying herself sick

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An unreliable older woman who only nods obediently, and might not have listened at all when she’s busy.

Theme: A perfect ending is something two people have to create together.