[R18] Want a daughter-in-law – “Desire for a Daughter-in-law” Chapter 45 – Yu Wen (1) [English]

Sunset was approaching, it was already evening, and the glow dyed half of the sky red.

The wind outside the window began to get colder, but it could not dispel the unspeakable sultry heat in the house.

In the living room, Shuwei is sitting on the sofa, his legs casually resting on the edge of the coffee table. He holds the game controller in his palm and presses his fingertips back and forth. The characters on the screen are running fast, fighting monsters, dodging, and launching skills, making it very lively.

However, he’s eyes were a little distracted, as if he was operating only by muscle memory, and his mind seemed to be wandering to nowhere.

There were soft footsteps in the stairwell, with some unconcealable panic.

“…I’m going to the supermarket to buy something and I’ll be back later.”

Shu Qi stood at the entrance of the stairs, wearing a loose off-white house skirt, her hair was tied up casually, and her hair was a little wet and stuck to the side of her neck.Her tone seemed calm, but her voice was trembling.

“…Oh, okay.” Shuwei didn’t turn his head, but responded lightly, his eyes still on the screen, as if he didn’t care.

It wasn’t until she passed behind he that he paused slightly with his fingers and continued to press them as if nothing had happened.

Shu Qi slowly walked to the entrance hall, put on her slippers, and took a deep breath as she held the doorknob.

When the door opened, a cool breeze flowed in from the crack of the door. She quickly stepped out of the door as if she was being chased by something. Her steps were unnaturally brisk, as if she was running away from something.

moment.

In the stairwell, steady footsteps sounded again.

Brother Sheng changed into a light gray shirt, rolled up his cuffs, and walked downstairs. He paused slightly as his eyes swept across the empty living room.

“…Huh? Where’s Shu Qi?”

His face was always calm, and his tone was understated, like a casual question, but there was a hint of searching hidden in it.

“I just said I was going to the supermarket.” Shuwei answered briefly, still focusing on the game screen.

Brother Sheng stood for a moment, seeming to be thinking about something. He raised his wrist and glanced at the time. His eyes moved slightly, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, and finally he whispered: “…I’ll go help her.”

“…Oh, okay.” Shuwei still didn’t raise his head, and his tone was still calm, as if it didn’t matter.

The afterglow of the setting sun was slightly swallowed up by the darkness of night, and the lights on the street began to light up, reflecting a hazy halo.

Brother Sheng walked along the street, his pace was neither hasty nor slow, but his eyes showed a hint of uneasiness, as if he had a premonition of something. He’s heartbeat seemed to be a little faster than usual. He was not sure whether it was because of worry or some kind of indescribable throbbing.

Finally, around the corner, he saw she.

Shu Qi stood on the edge of the sidewalk, her hands clasped together, her expression stiff, as if her breathing was blocked by something.

There were several strange men standing in front of her, wearing well-fitting vests and short sleeves. They did not hide the half-armor and wrapped hands on their arms, as if they were war emblems that could be shown off.

Their tone is frivolous, their laughter is low, their tone is not rude, but it carries an uncomfortable frivolity and ill-intention; their actions are not blatant, but they keep getting closer intentionally or unintentionally, and that kind of distance makes people uncomfortable.

She was clearly standing upright, but she seemed to be trapped and unable to move.

Brother Sheng’s brows instantly sank, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. He stepped forward, his tone was still calm and calm, but it was low and oppressive: “What’s the matter?”

The words were not serious, but they came down like an invisible pressure, causing the air to suddenly become silent.

Anyone who dares to say one more thing will take action.

Shu Qi turned her head sharply, a light flashed in her eyes, and she breathed an obvious sigh of relief.

“I also want to say, why does it take you so long to go out and buy something?”

He stood directly beside her, without saying anything. He just naturally put his arm around her shoulders, exerting a slight force to protect her whole body in his arms. At that moment, her body was slightly shaken and her breathing was messed up.

One of the men raised his eyebrows, glanced at them, and said in a tone that was half teasing and half self-deprecating: “Oh, it turns out to be my husband… Haha, I thought it was who it was.”

Brother Sheng smiled, his eyes were cold, and his tone was rude: “So who are you? What are you here for?”

The corner of the man’s mouth twitched, as if he wanted to say something, but seeing Brother Sheng’s tall figure, cold aura, and faint cruelty in his eyebrows, he finally just waved his hands angrily, muttered inaudible swear words, and turned around to leave.

Shu Qi lowered her head, but her fingertips were trembling slightly, and her knees hidden under her skirt were also trembling slightly.

Brother Sheng lowered his head and asked softly: “Are you okay?” The tenderness and worry in his tone made Shu Qi’s heart warm.

“It’s okay… thank you.” Her voice was so soft that it seemed like it would be blown away by the wind.

“…I’m used to it.” Shu Qi smiled bitterly, with a bit of sadness.

Brother Sheng was silent for a moment, and finally just whispered: “Let’s go.” There was a touch of pity in his tone, and he patted her shoulder lightly, as if he wanted to give her some comfort, but it was only a brief touch.

The two of them walked side by side on the way to the supermarket, neither of them speaking. Although the two of them walked in unison, they both had an uncontrollable restlessness and unending emotions in their hearts.

The evening breeze brushed against her ears and her hair, and the fragrance of her hair blew into his breath. Every breath seemed to carry a tiny electric current, gradually accumulating the indescribable feeling in her heart.

When they walked side by side, the backs of their hands would lightly brush and touch each other from time to time. The subtle contact was like ripples of water, rippling silently in each other’s hearts.

Finally, when walking around a street corner, Shu Qi’s hand suddenly paused.

It was a very short pause, like a heartbeat skipping a beat.

Then, she tilted her head slightly, breathed lightly, and tremblingly hooked his finger with her little finger.

Brother Sheng’s heart seemed to be touched by something.

He’s fingertips also tightened slightly, as if in response, He didn’t speak, but gently took the cold and soft hand, took her with him, and continued walking.

She felt that her breathing was a little unsteady. When her fingertips touched He’s hand, the warmth seemed to ignite something, and the burning sensation spread from her fingertips to her chest.

She subconsciously wanted to take it back, but she was greedy for the rough yet gentle warmth, so her fingers trembled slowly, as if she was afraid of disturbing her.

It slipped between his fingers.

Fingers clasped together.

Brother Sheng’s heart trembled slightly, as if something was stirred from deep inside.

He turned his face sideways and looked at She who had her head lowered, her cheeks and ears flushed, and a soft light flashed under her eyes.

At this moment, he’s fingers gradually tightened.

It seems like I never want to let go.

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The lights in the supermarket are bright and soft, reflecting on the neat vegetable racks, making the green leaves look as fresh as if they were just picked.

Shu Qi stood in front of the shelf, squatted down, and picked out a few colorful cauliflowers. Before she could stand up, a hand reached out to take them from the side and put them into a plastic bag.

She stood up without saying a word. She just moved gently to the next area, slid her fingers across a row of tomatoes, selected a few and turned around. She happened to be reaching out with her hand and took it without saying a word. The bag was already unfolded in his hand.

No one said there should be a division of labor, but the rhythm gradually became consistent.Shu Qi’s movements were gentle, and Brother Sheng’s steps were always close to her side and back, neither far nor close.

When she picks up the items, he is at her side and is responsible for packing them; when he looks down at the label, she waits quietly.

Occasionally hold the shaking cart for him, or gently take the meat he just picked and put it into the basket.

They walked to the refrigerated area. Brother Sheng picked up a piece of beef with fine oil and oil. He glanced at the price and nodded slightly. Shu Qi took it from his hand and put it into the basket calmly, her eyes briefly lingering on his face.

Then she reached for a box of corn shoots. He didn’t say anything, but just moved the trolley toward her so that she could put it in easily.

When it was his turn to bend down to pick up the chicken placed below, she turned sideways and her hand was already waiting for him to hand it over.

All the connections are incredibly smooth.

Everything feels like it has been practiced thousands of times.

It’s like doing a silent dance.

There wasn’t much conversation between them, but the items in the cart were piling up more and more, and the daily weight was being borne little by little.

I don’t know when there was a faint temperature in the air.

They don’t have that kind of deliberate closeness, but the tacit understanding and dependence that naturally develops are closer than any actions or words.

“…Hey! Husband, this is the perfect couple I told you about last time. Look at that girl, isn’t she very beautiful…”

In the slightly noisy supermarket, Shu Qi suddenly heard a voice and intonation that impressed her deeply. Her voice was not loud, but Shu Qi heard it clearly.

She turned her head subconsciously.

It was the couple who accidentally met their eyes in the supermarket before.

This time her eyes accidentally met hers again. They were both stunned for a moment, then smiled politely at each other and nodded.

Shu Qi’s ears turned slightly red, and there was some inexplicable throbbing in her heart. She walked next to Brother Sheng and her eyes fell on He Du’s arm.

The next second, she raised her hand and gently took his arm.

Brother Sheng felt the softness and warmth against her. He lowered his head slightly and glanced at her, his eyes full of softness. He didn’t speak, and he still pushed the shopping cart at a leisurely pace.

This subtle sweetness is like a silent declaration.