When Time Meets Ze

(A short, sweet story, complete. Please add it to your collection.)

Guo Shijin had known since childhood that she was betrothed, but she'd never cared about it. Even the night before her wedding, she still had no idea what her future husband looked like.

It wasn't until their wedding night, when her veil was lifted, that she gazed at the groom in red and suddenly understood what it meant to be breathtakingly beautiful.

Fu Chengze had grown up starved for affection. His greatest stroke of luck was marrying the woman he had loved since they were young. The sad part was that his wife didn't remember him at all.

[Preview of upcoming novel: Successfully Forcing a Marriage with a Madman (The 1970s)]

Tang Shuwei transmigrated into her own body from her previous life. The moment she opened her eyes, it was her wedding day. She felt something was off, but her mind was foggy.

A rushed, chaotic wedding. Embarrassed, uncomfortable parents. A groom forcing a smile...

In her previous life, she had an older brother who wasn't related to her by blood: the son of her parents' friend, whom they had adopted. He was gentle, capable, and handsome. She had secretly loved him for years, and when she learned he was going abroad to study, she threatened to kill herself unless he married her. He agreed.

Tang Shuwei felt that her past self was still her, and that she should correct the mistakes she'd made before they caused Xing Wang a lifetime of pain. So, when the time was right, she brought up divorce.

Sitting up straight with a solemn expression, she said, "Let's get divorced." She thought Xing Wang would happily agree, but something unexpected happened...

Xing Wang finished his meal at an unhurried pace. He neither agreed nor refused, and the smile never left his face. The room was so quiet that all they could hear was the clink of bowls and chopsticks. Just as Tang Shuwei was beginning to feel uneasy, he suddenly spoke. "You said we should get married, so we got married. Now you say we should get divorced, so we're supposed to get divorced? What do you take me for, a plaything?"

His questions caught her off guard. Before she could think of an answer, he suddenly stepped forward, gripped her wrist a little too tightly, and pulled her close. They were only inches apart, their breaths mingling. His eyes fixed on her like a wolf's. At last, his ever-present smile faded. Leaning close to her ear, he said softly, "Divorce? Not a chance. You were the one who provoked me, so you'll never get divorced in this lifetime."

That night, Tang Shuwei looked at the arm wrapped tightly around her waist and sighed helplessly. She gently tried to push it away, but the person behind her only held her tighter. She murmured, "C-could you loosen your hold? I can't breathe..."

The person behind her fell silent for a moment, then slowly eased his arm enough to leave a little space.

Tang Shuwei sighed inwardly. What else could she do? She was the one in the wrong. Even if he was a madman, she could only let him have his way.

Theme: Live life with care.