It’s me, I took the knife and slashed his leg. Later, the police came, he had a criminal record, went to jail, and was sentenced to eleven years.
I became famous overnight. People in the alley knew I wasn’t to be messed with, so they dared not come to our house, but since then, the malice has never gone away.
My mom doesn’t care what people say about her, but she cares about me, I... "
Hai En’s heart tightened as he listened. He could imagine the difficulties of a little girl with a single mom. Thinking of what she said, he was terrified. If she had been timid and hadn’t picked up that knife, then what would have happened that night?
He held her in his arms, "It’s okay, Weiwei, it’s okay now, I’m here, you’ll have me from now on."
Lai Wei lay in his arms and cried. Some things can’t be forgotten. Choosing to forget is just to ease the pain, but when someone brings it up again, it only hurts more.
But if you speak out and heal, it’s different.
Talking to Hai En about these things, Lai Wei felt much better. They held each other in the corridor, Lai Wei’s eyes were swollen from crying, and finally, she smiled at Hai En embarrassedly, "Sorry, boyfriend."
Hai En laughed, "Since I’m your boyfriend, why apologize?"
Lai Wei smiled slightly, held his hand, and continued walking towards home.
Lai’s mom opened the door, surprised to see Lai Wei, "Weiwei, why are you back at this time? I thought you weren’t coming back."
"Mom, open the door, I brought my boyfriend back."
Lai’s mom was first shocked, then bewildered, as she opened the door and saw the tall and sturdy Hai En behind Lai Wei. She felt a bit awkward, wondering if the house was a bit messy. Hai En called her "Auntie" and was welcomed inside.
The house was really too small, and Hai En was too tall; once he entered, the space instantly felt more compressed. Hai En looked over the small house, frowning; he couldn’t imagine how the mother and daughter survived all these years—it must have been tough.
Lai’s mom went to make tea and casually pulled Lai Wei aside, "You say he’s your boyfriend."
Lai Wei nodded, "Yes, why?"
Lai’s mom frowned, "Weiwei, I don’t ask for you to marry into wealth, but you shouldn’t find a family too high up the social ladder. I’m worried you’ll suffer."
Lai Wei understood her mom’s worries and smiled as she hugged her, "Mom, don’t worry, he’s different."
Turning her head, she saw Hai En looking around her home, occasionally frowning, lips tightly pressed, and Lai Wei’s gaze softened. Having been with Hai En for a while, she could understand some of his subtle expressions. This text is hosted at NovelHub(.)net
He wasn’t showing disdain but rather compassion, feeling sorry for her.
Lai’s mom knew her daughter always made her own decisions, so she changed the topic, "Have you met his family?"
Just because he didn’t look down on Weiwei didn’t mean his family wouldn’t, Lai’s mom was uneasy, feeling that some things needed to be asked and understood.
Lai Wei nodded, "Before bringing him here, I had dinner with his sister. He only has a sister and an aunt; his parents passed away years ago, so mom, don’t worry. His family’s great, really great."
Lai’s mom finally felt relieved. She handed the tea to Lai Wei, "Go, bring the tea to him."
Lai Wei carried the tea over and sat next to Hai En, "What are you looking at? Are you satisfied with my home—my castle?"
Although small, it was really clean.
Hai En wrapped an arm around her waist, glanced at Lai’s mom, who had her back turned to them, and kissed Lai Wei on the cheek, "Very satisfied. Didn’t you say you were the Closet Princess? Where’s your closet?"
Lai Wei rolled her eyes at him, smiled, and pointed straight ahead, "There."
She walked over, slid open the door, and the space belonging to Lai Wei appeared before Hai En’s eyes. He was momentarily stunned and couldn’t resist the curiosity. He took two steps forward, peeked his head inside to look around, "You grew up sleeping here?"
Lai Wei murmured her assent, stood side by side, and also peeked her head in, "Want to try? Though your height might make it a bit difficult."
"It’s okay, I want to try."
Hai En said as he stepped onto a stool and climbed up, lying down, but had to keep his legs bent. It wasn’t very comfortable, and the space was small and enclosed—it felt odd.
He pinched Lai Wei’s neck, pulled her closer, and his cold lips touched hers, leaving a kiss, "You don’t have to live here anymore. You and your mom can move in with me, we’ll get engaged."
Lai Wei’s eyes brightened considerably, "Do you want to get engaged, or do you want to sleep with me?"
Hai En’s eyes grew deeper, "Miss Lai, either way, I’m up for it."