Sun Yuzhi always remembers that night. She broke down, shouting and screaming, and became a thoroughly jealous woman.
She saw him embracing Lin Xiaoli. Her terrible jealousy made her increasingly sensitive and robbed her of reason. She didn't care what she grabbed: cups, bowls, chopsticks, even an iron scale weight... She hurled everything within reach at him.
She didn't know why she was so angry. She didn't even dare ask why he was hugging another woman. She was afraid he would say that taking care of her had worn him out, and that he wanted to be with someone else.
He held her as she lost control, his eyes full of tenderness. His rough yet gentle hands softly stroked her back, and his deep voice brimmed with boundless patience, warm as the mild winter sun. "Zhizhi, I'm sorry. It won't happen again."
Every time she woke from the dream, tears streamed down her face. Her heart felt as if it were being washed again and again in bitter water, soaked through, then taken out and tormented all over again.
She regretted it so much. If she hadn't been unreasonable then, would Xu Junsong have avoided dying without a trace of his remains?
She desperately wanted to know what Xu Junsong, whose life had been cut short, would have looked like as an old man.
Now her face is covered in wrinkles, but he will forever remain handsome at eighteen, sleeping beneath the unknown waters. She never even saw his body. All she remembers is that on their final night, he held her tightly as she sank into insecurity and lost control. He didn't even know what he'd done wrong; he was only afraid her heart condition would flare up, and kept apologizing.
Theme: The insecure little fairy is reborn
I really like your setting. I read it here after following the last book.