Su Shuochi sat in his wheelchair, watching the back of his wife as she walked through the school gates. He wished he could follow her inside.
He had never understood feelings, let alone the meaning of marriage, but at this moment, he felt like he was beginning to.
'Love must be what he and his wife have,' he thought. 'Missing each other the moment you part, being stuck together like glue.'
'And marriage… no matter how ugly the fight gets, the next moment, you're still walking side-by-side.'
Just like Song Zijin and Sheng Yueyue. Even if they were sick of the sight of each other, their relationship was already something they couldn't sever.
'It would never be like that between him and Jiaojiao. He would only love his wife more and more.'
Su Shuochi waited until his wife's back was out of sight before wheeling himself away to apply for a phone line installation.
