Chapter 63: Chapter 63 Xiao Changyi, I only have you…_1 Chapter 63: Chapter 63 Xiao Changyi, I only have you…_1 Xiao Changyi immediately took out the marriage document with utmost seriousness from his bosom, “Even if we don’t have a wedding ceremony, with this, you are already my wife.”
In this era, a marriage document stamped by the government was equivalent to a modern marriage certificate.
Lin Anjing looked at the marriage document in Xiao Changyi’s hand, raising her eyebrow, “Do you think this can trap me?”
Xiao Changyi shook his head, his eyes darkening, and said in a low voice, “I know it can’t, but I wanted to try.”
An Jing’s heart immediately clenched. She had never seen Xiao Changyi before, and the tightness in her heart was almost painful. She quickly grabbed Xiao Changyi’s hand, saying, “Even though the marriage document can’t trap me, I am willing to stay by your side.”
Xiao Changyi’s eyes instantly lit up, and even the usually cool corners of his mouth curved up slightly. He grasped An Jing’s hand in return, holding it tight as if he never wanted to let go for the rest of his life.
“Happy now?” An Jing asked with a laugh as she watched Xiao Changyi’s emotions fluctuate so greatly, a stark contrast to his usual demeanor that remained unchanged even if Mount Tai were pressing down on him. But knowing that he was because of her, her heart felt as sweet as anything.
Xiao Changyi nodded: “Mhm.”
“You’re really honest.” An Jing first sighed, then smiled, “But I like it~”
Xiao Changyi didn’t speak, just put the marriage document away carefully, and then stroked An Jing’s head.
An Jing’s eyes curved into crescents, “Xiao Changyi, you’ll have to treat me very, very well in the future. Otherwise, I’ll divorce you, who told you to marry into my family, hmph.”
“Mhm,” Xiao Changyi nodded solemnly in assurance, “I will treat you very, very well.”
An Jing immediately made a promise too: “I will also treat you very, very well~”
“Xiao Changyi,” An Jing suddenly hugged Xiao Changyi’s waist gently and buried her face in his chest, her voice muffled, “Here, I have nothing, only you… I only have you…”
Xiao Changyi stiffened slightly because of An Jing’s initiative, then relaxed and hugged her back, nodding, “Mhm.”
This was the first time she had hugged him, and the first time he had hugged her. Their young bodies both trembled, but more than that, they felt secure—having him was wonderful, having her was just as wonderful.
“I’m not from this world; I died in my original world. When I woke up, my soul had transmigrated into Lin Anjing’s body, and Lin Anjing had died the moment she fell into the trap, which made me lucky enough to take over her body and then, to meet you,” An Jing spoke softly.
Xiao Changyi listened quietly.
“Luckily, I retain Lin Anjing’s memories,” An Jing continued softly, “so I’m not completely ignorant about your world.”
After waiting a while, seeing that An Jing didn’t continue, Xiao Changyi finally asked, “Was your original name An Jing?”
“Mhm.” An Jing nodded slightly in his embrace. “Thank you for letting me be myself again.” If it hadn’t been for him, she might never have been able to legitimately carry the An family name and might have ended up like the other women here—treated as property of a man, bearing his family name.
“Ai…” Xiao Changyi let out a heavy sigh, something quite rare for him, “Jing Er, stop thanking me.” He didn’t want her to be so formal with him at all.
Discerning his underlying meaning, An Jing looked up at him, saying earnestly, “I’m not being formal with you. I say thank you to let you know I’m aware of your kindness to me, very much so. If I were really formal with you, I wouldn’t have let you take me home, much less have let you carry me down the mountain in the first place.”