The first time Lu Xinyun saw Qiao Wenchuan, he seemed mature and steady, disciplined and courteous, a refined gentleman.
Most importantly, he had no romantic history, making him ideal husband material.
Not long after they married, he left for Switzerland, while she moved back in with her family. Their marriage existed in name only.
When they reunited and ended up sharing a room, she faced her unfamiliar husband standing beside the bed with family planning supplies in hand.
She wanted to die.
*
On a late-spring rainy night, Qiao Wenchuan opened the window. His equally sleepless wife looked up at him.
Using the wind chimes to cover her words, she confessed, "During the year we lived apart, I fell in love with another man."
He knew. At last year's masked ball at Versailles, he had been there.
At some point, his gentle, quiet wife had started talking more and more, and clinging to him more and more.
The truth came to light one evening when he found a photograph in Lu Xinyun's secret garden. The small handwriting on its back was elegant.
Qiao Wenchuan, will you love me?
He gazed at it for a long while, then put it back where he found it.
*
Lu Xinyun didn't understand what she meant to Qiao Wenchuan.
Was she a friend who had weathered hardship with him, a passionate lover, or simply Mrs. Qiao, the name written in the spouse field?
She wanted to end their ambiguous relationship. That ice-cold beauty listened patiently to her request, but just as she turned to leave, he clasped her hand tightly.
Theme: Love and happiness
Hey, can't the heroine hear the similarity in the voices?
Swiss penguin hahahaha