Published at 21st of December 2019 6:30 pm

Chapter 63: Go Home to My Wife

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Translator: Sumi Wang

Edited by White Whale

Xing Biao threw himself on the sofa and started drinking. He didn’t even use the cup and drank directly from the bottle. Wine streamed down from his chin along his neck, but he just let it be and continued drinking.

He was totally pissed off. He had been dreaming for their wedding night from the very first time he met Su Mo, thinking about how they should spend their first night together. How they would embrace each other to greet the new day ahead of them.

He gave Su Mo a home because he wanted to live a good life with him for a lifetime. You loved me, and I loved you – they would be so happy living together. Who the fuck would have seen this coming? Being kicked out of the house by Su Mo on their wedding night!

How did he treat Su Mo? He was extremely patient and humble. He loved and obeyed him. Should Su Mo felt a little bit unhappy about something, he would simply give it up. He had been very considerate and did whatever benefited Su Mo. He regarded him as his lord and master, even his ancestor – the only difference was he didn’t cut a spirit board and give tribute to him every morning and evening, offering incense to him as he should to his ancestors.

What did Su Mo do? Fucking saying things like “I don’t have feelings for you”, “I do not love you”, and “We’re known each other for only a short time, so we can’t do that.”

Fucking bullshit. Su Mo just despised me. No matter how much I did for him, he didn’t see; No matter what I did for him, he didn’t care.

What the hell was the matter? Why couldn’t we be intimate? I planned to live my entire life with him with my whole heart and soul. How the fuck can’t he see it?

Xing Biao broke off the relationships with his family back in his hometown, no contacts at all even with his parents nor brothers. His wish was very simple – to find someone to spend a lifetime together. So every time he came home, he wouldn’t feel lonely. He treated Su Mo as his relative, as a lover, as a lord and his everything. His love and enthusiasm were in vain; and he gave all his heart to a cold-blooded man. He was supposed to have the most wonderful wedding night with Su Mo, now it was put to waste.

Su Mo was still not willing to do this after all what Xing Biao had done for him. “Give me some time?” How much time?

His love and enthusiasm would finally die away if Su Mo continued to do so.

Looking at Su Mo acting like that, Xing Biao was itchy to beat him dead, but he just couldn’t do that. He fucking loved him so much.

Su Mo was insatiable – reaching out for a yard after taking an inch. I had politely asked for it, yet he refused me. I itched to tie him up and whip him just like whipping the little donkey that was eaten up with joy, whipping him until he begged for mercy, until he felt frightened at my mere presence. In this way, he would no longer be so rebellious. He would be soft and willing to do whatever I want about anything.

But I was reluctant to do that, punishing him would do no good. How come I was so hopelessly in love with him? Su Mo was frightened as soon as he saw me? I would be heartbroken even if he just gave me an aggrieved look. If he was to shed one drop of tear, I could slap myself dead.

There was a villainous saying that those who were much more in love with the other first would be doomed to suffer more. He would have to endure more, spend more time and effort, and therefore feel more tired.

It was okay to be laborious, to endure as long as needed and to suffer was also a blessing. After all, he was the one who fell in love with Su Mo first. He could do whatever needed, but, ‘Can’t you give me some responses? I am not a horse monkey whose purpose is to amuse you all day long. You know, at least I love you. If you give me a little response, I’ll be most willing to do whatever you want or even work myself death for you as if I have been injected with stimulant,’ thought Xing Biao.

If he stayed at home any longer, he feared that he couldn’t help beating Su Mo. He was so angry that he couldn’t control his temper. Rules and regulations forced him to be calm even if he was angry. It suffocated him to death. If he could only curse and beat someone to release his anger. He might be reckless, but seeing Su Mo’s fearless and even provocative looks, he was just like a swollen toad that could only croak to himself – he got no legs to kick Su Mo and got no hands to beat Su Mo.

Therefore, he came here and drank by himself.

He was not rational today. He couldn’t act recklessly and let his temper take control, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

Get yourself drunk then. Fucking wedding night? Bullshit.

The door opened and Jiang came in. Xing Biao looked at him.

“Out.”

Jiang saw him leaning on the sofa with his unbuttoned shirt, looking dispirited. He knew something must be wrong. Brother Biao never looked this depressed.

Sitting beside Xing Biao, he poured a glass of water for him.

“Brother Biao, what’s the matter with you?”

“Nothing.”

“Tell me what’s wrong. They’re all drunk and sleeping. I can stay with you. I’m your brother, too.”

Xing Biao thought, ‘I am a married man, therefore will not do anything that is not righteous; let alone something that will hurt Su Mo.’

Jiang was upset. He should have let go of his feelings for Brother Biao a long time ago. He should have known that it was impossible for Brother Biao to betray Su Mo. Why on earth did he come up here filled with hope? Trying in vain to win Brother Biao’s heart while he was not himself? Was Brother Biao that superficial?

The thing between him and Xing Biao was doomed to be a secret love. Xing Biao, for so many years, did not fall in love with him. So he wouldn’t, in anyway, fall in love with him at this moment just because he was depressed.

Jiang sighed to himself. Being a good brother to Biao was better than nothing.

He sat back a little and maintained a proper distance from Xing Biao. Only then the man weakened his defense.

“Is Lawyer Su making you angry? You just got married. I don’t think it’s good for you to quarrel today.”

“Jiang, let me ask you – how can you make someone who dislike you, like you back?”

“Ah?”

Jiang was overwhelmed by Xing Biao’s sudden serious expression and felt aggrieved. If I knew how to make someone who did not like me like me, you would have been my lover long time ago. How come you were marrying Lawyer Su today?

Wasn’t that rubbing salt into someone’s wound? Laughing at him for lacking skills and attraction and for failing to seduce Xing Biao?

“Tell me about it. What should I do? I want him to fall in love with me wholeheartedly. How should I do it?”

“I don’t know.”

“Right, because you’ve never been loved by anyone.”

Jiang wanted to leave immediately. Brother Biao, won’t you stop poking people’s sore point?

“If someone is pursuing you, what do you expect him to do?”

“It depends on the person. But it’s always good to be gentle and considerate. Like, driving me to work in the morning and picking me up after; getting up early to cook a meal; having dinner together at home after a tiring day; watching a movie together; taking a walk hand in hand; giving bunch of roses.”

“Su Mo is a man and these methods of pleasing little girls are useless.”

“Well, it should work well to care more about him. If you treat him well, he will see every detail. Taking good care of him every day, he will start to trust you, rely on you and get into the habit of having you around. When he realizes it, he’s already stuck with you.

Buy him a gift during holidays. Love his parents, respect his friends, and be gentle with him. If he needs anything, get it for him in advance. If he’s picking a fight with you, let him be. Don’t clash with him. It hurts when you quarrel with your beloved. Discussion is acceptable but smashing things especially getting violent is a no-no. Don’t point a finger at him and tell him to fuck off. That would be a big blow on his feelings. No rude words and do not curse him.

Small details would best show your gentleness and consideration. As day goes by, your relationship would develop into a loving couple, isn’t that nice?”

Jiang felt pitiful. He didn’t become Xing Biao’s lover just to be his understanding brother. Let alone his love adviser!

He pushed Xing Biao to Su Mo personally – who else was greater than him in the world?

“God, I smashed something at home.”

Su Mo had a quick temper. He definitely dared to run away from home.

“Strong woman is afraid of being entangled; Strong husband is afraid of controlling husband. You should just care and love him with all your heart to show that there is no one in the world that perfectly match him except you. If you can put up with his temper, he’d be willing to be with you.” Xing Biao was suddenly enlightened, and clapped his thigh.

“Yes, the way to win wife’s favor is to act cute, tirelessly care for him every way. And then naturally my strong waist and kidneys would get to play. Seven times a night from late evening to broad daylight. This way, he’ll completely fall in love with me.”

He hit himself hard on the head.

“Jiang, you are a truly nice kid. Your words gave me a hint. I’ll give you a raise on your salary next month. I can’t drink here. I have to go home to my wife and coax him. I’m leaving and you can supervise the cabaret by yourself.”

Xing Biao threw the bottle away, and rushed to the gate like a leopard.

It was a mistake to stride out. He shouldn’t have quarreled with Su Mo. Talking to him nicely would work since Su Mo can be persuaded by reason but not coerced by force. Su Mo was proud but rational. Damn it, he was really drunk. Drinking ruined everything.

Xing Biao hurried home to Su Mo. ‘Sweet-talking my wife is the most important thing,’ he thought.

Watching Xing Biao run out of the room, Jiang finished the half bottle of wine left.

This time, Xing Biao didn’t slam the door in a rage, but carefully opened the door. His head went in first to check the shoe rack at the porch. Su Mo’s shoes were still there. He let out a long breath and knew that his darling did not run away from home to his parents’ place.

Carefully closing the door, Xing Biao noticed that glass splinters were everywhere in the living room. He hit himself hard on the head and thought, “What did I do? Very crazy. See that? The brand-new tea table was destroyed and I have to buy a new one – such a prodigal man I was. Luckily I didn’t break anything else.”

“Darling?” He called in very low voice, but no one answered.

Xing Biao opened the door to the bedroom, but the light was not on.

“Meow…”

He meowed like an old cat, but still no one answered.

Where did he go? Was he asleep? Xing Biao tried to tell if anyone was in the bed through the faint moonlight from the window, but it seemed empty.

Oh, fuck me, where was my darling? He flew away? Did he really run away from home and went back to his parents’ place without his shoes on?

No, no, Su Mo was not among those who would go back to his parents’ place as long as he got angry. He was the kind of guy who would hit you and tell you to get out of here – rather than running away from home.

He noticed a faint light in the study room and opened the door. His wife was sleeping soundly on the ledge, curled into a ball. Books were scattered on the floor. As proven fact, he didn’t leave. Wasn’t he still here?

Xing Biao heaved out a sigh ‘My lord and master, you could just kill me. How come I fell in love with you so hopelessly?’ He was angry to death, but seeing Su Mo sleeping like a baby, all his weariness vanished, all was left is tenderness.

Xing Biao gently covered him with a blanket. Su Mo rubbed the blanket with the side of his face, and fell asleep deeper.

Xing Biao couldn’t help but kiss Su Mo’s forehead.

“My silly darling.”

His darling was so silly indeed. His excellent education background could only prove that he was good at studying; it did not mean that he had high EQ. All he thought about were laws, but not the one who treated him best. ‘Hmmm, if you don’t treat me well and fall in love with me soon, you are going to lose the most wonderful man you’ve ever met,’ he thought.

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