My A Ling seems like she doesn't love me.

She's good at cooking, doing laundry, and housework. But she doesn't seem to love me.

The first time I saw her, I felt she had a certain stubbornness. A cute stubbornness that made people want to protect her.

On her ID card, she's holding her chin up stubbornly, like an annoyed little cat.

Actually, she doesn't know that I had seen her before. At a school forum event.

She looked like she was going to give a speech, obviously taking deep breaths nervously before going on stage. But once she was up there, she spoke confidently and eloquently.

For the sake of pride, I couldn't admit that I started admiring her from that forum.

I really, really liked her, really wanted to protect her.

She's always like this; she hardly shows any curiosity or interest in my things.

For example, when I asked her to help me with a business insurance policy, she didn't care about its contents, even though she was the beneficiary.

But it doesn't matter; as long as I wake up every day and see her, as long as it's her, it's enough.

We decided to go to A Ling's hometown for New Year's.

I heard from A Ling that her parents passed away early, and she grew up in Xipeng.

I had been to Xipeng once when I was a child, but I don't remember much about it.

This time, I want to take a look. And also to ease the relationship between my parents and A Ling.

But after dinner, my father called me over. He had just learned about A Ling's background from an old worker.

So it was her.

A dirty little girl.

No wonder, she doesn't seem to love me.

But why did she marry me? Just to make me unhappy?

After dinner, she found an excuse to go out.

I wanted to follow her, but I ran into an old cook hired by the resort, Aunt Wang.

She seemed to be at an age where she could chat with anyone for half a day.

She said A Ling's mother was swept away by a flood while searching for her father. When they found her, they saw an eight-year-old girl tightly holding onto her mother's corpse.

And that bachelor was also cruel; even the little girl wasn't spared.

Now A Ling is really fortunate to have met you.

So, that's what happened that day.

A Ling seemed to have gone to meet Wang Jian. I don't know what they talked about.

But A Ling seemed to have her own plans.

With such plans, I know that maybe we can never go back to the way things were.

She wanted me to go to the school with her; I didn't want to go.

I knew once I went, I would likely fall into her plans.

But I couldn't refuse her. If I didn't go, she might go alone.

When I saw Wang Jian bullying her again, to be honest, I really wanted to kill him.

He fell onto the stone in the bushes, and he really died.

When I heard A Ling calmly say to throw him into the pond, I seemed to realize something, but I dared not think in that direction.

The reason I didn't go to the police right away was that I wanted to arrange everything properly.

I didn't want A Ling to worry about too many things.

I wonder if A Ling remembered to look at that divorce agreement.

It was only when the police said they found A Ling's wedding ring in Wang Jian's mouth that I understood. Perhaps A Ling's ring wasn't lost that day at all. She just wanted an excuse to send me away.

Then I saw Wang Jian bullying her.

My A Ling, very smart. She predicted Wang Jian's greed and my reaction.

Later, she asked if I resented her. How could I love her enough to bear any resentment?

I hope that in the future she can be as confident and bright as that day at the forum, as clear and bright as the moon.