Wen Nian almost thought he had seen wrong,
he had her pressed tightly... Her delicate and pretty face, set among the upper-class ladies, was also standout.
Her almond-like eyes, black grape-like pupils seemed unchanged since she was young, the light brown mole below the left corner of her eye... gave her beauty a poetic essence.
If it weren't for those eyes, if it weren't for that tear mole, Wen Nian would really doubt that the Song Lili in front of him was his Lili.
Just yesterday, she was cheerfully handing over her ID card and household registration to him, excitedly saying,
"Wen Xiaonian, I'm entrusting my life to you now!"
Today, her face changed faster than flipping a page!
Just now at the porch, when she spoke to Song Xiangqiao, her words were cold and distant, nothing like her usual self.
His thumb rubbed the mole below the left corner of her eye, their lips almost touching,
"What on earth is happening, Xiao Li?"
Their eyes met, this was the first time he had looked into her eyes so closely since her rebirth, filled with confusion, incomprehension, conflict...
He should be confused... after all, she was so excited about marrying him yesterday, and in front of the birthday cake, they even shared a long, century-long kiss.
But to her, this "yesterday" was already a memory from thirteen years ago, no matter how deep, it had been worn tasteless by time.
"What dream? Tell me about it."
Wen Nian knew something must have happened the night he hadn't made it back in time.
Lili was still young and naive, perhaps after the freshness of getting married during the day had worn off, she felt anxious alone at night.
Many young brides feel this way, and marrying the President, it's inevitable to feel uneasy and anxious.
He had thought about these on the way here.
If it was just a nightmare, that was okay, he was confident he could soothe his wife.
"In the dream, you killed me."
The young President, who had just felt confident, was speechless, his eyes filled with absurdity!
"Wen Nian, after leaving the President Mansion, I thought for a long time, what virtues and capabilities do I have to be worthy of G country's youngest President in over a hundred years?"
"You've been preparing for the 'election' since you could talk and walk; and I, I am very ordinary. If you hadn't hidden your identity and lived in the military compound, our paths would have never crossed, and no one would have thought the one without a childhood, Wen Xiaonian, was the Prime Minister's son, the President's grandson."
Wen Nian narrowed his eyes, "So?"
"Just thinking that we might end up being apart more often than together, turning love into hatred due to intertwining of personal and state interests, I feel it's better to stop everything now, for you, for me, for everyone."
The room seemed to congeal a layer of frost, the air oozing with coldness.
Wen Nian's gentleness and warmth faded, the slightly uplifted corners of his phoenix eyes showing danger and coldness, his thin lips barely moving, he enunciated each word,
In her memory, Song Lili had never seen Wen Nian show such an expression in front of her, even at their fiercest arguments, he had only helplessly slammed the door and left.
She was seriously talking about divorce with him...!
They had just gotten married yesterday, he had kept it a secret from the entire Wen Family, just to make her feel secure, after twenty years of effort, to end up with "I want a divorce"...
"Just because you had a nightmare, you easily speak of 'divorce,' Song Lili, what do you take me for."