Once, someone saw Xie Yurong, the fearless young man of the capital, completely at a loss in front of a woman crying her eyes out.
The young lady said miserably, "A-Yu, I want some sour plum soup!"
Xie Yurong gently stroked her slightly rounded belly and softly coaxed her, "Don't cry, Jiaojiao. You'll feel unwell again if you do. I'll make some for you tomorrow, all right?"
The young man's voice was patient and tender. The onlooker stared at Xie Yurong as if he'd seen a ghost.
Wait, was this really the Xie Yurong he knew? Since when had he ever humbly coaxed anyone like this?!
Then he finally understood. The capital's little devil had at last been tamed!
As a boy, Xie Yurong once said, "A man who sees beauty but doesn't admire it might as well go blind and save his tears."
Now, Xie Yurong says only, "I see nothing but my beloved wife's beauty. How could I go blind and miss it?"
This is a short story about a young wastrel and a gentle young lady! I hope you enjoy it, thank you!
A new author is working hard on this story. My writing isn't very good, so I hope you'll forgive me! Thank you!
Theme: We should all yearn for beautiful things!
