"I wait for you? I didn't get married simply because I couldn't find a husband—you know how hard it is for a village girl like me to get married. Not getting married was because no one wanted me," Xia Dabao looked at Tian Xiaobei's face, which seemed so tender.
The tenderer he looked, the deeper he hid his true feelings.
"How can it be that no one wants you? Haven't I come back? Dabao, I know you've been resentful towards me for all these years we haven't seen each other, but I believe you will eventually clear up the misunderstandings about me. We can start over. After all, you once said that as long as you weren't married, you would always wait for me."
"Misunderstandings? What misunderstandings could we possibly have? You just said it's been a long time, implying you haven't seen me in two or three years, but I saw you two years ago."
"You saw me?" Tian Xiaobei was very surprised.
