Xia Rou’s eyes were wet as she suddenly burst into laughter.
“You must have taken revenge for me!” she laughed, “You must have!”
Cao Yang was speechless. “What did Liang Ziheng do to you?”
Xia Rou fisted his shirt and began to cry. “He killed me! I died!”
She was just laughing and now she was crying, Xia Rou was really drunk! Now she was even speaking nonsense?
The buttons on Cao Yang’s shirt were beginning to strain, so he said helplessly, “I got it, I got it. I’ll take revenge for you!”
“Now go back to your room and sleep!” he urged her. Translated by The Novelst
She released him in satisfaction. When she turned around, she tripped on the staircase and fell to the floor. Luckily the staircase was carpeted, so it wasn’t that painful.
But she didn’t want to get back up. After an entire round of trouble, the alcohol had overtaken her and she couldn’t find the will to get up herself.
Cao Yang was speechless, looking at the little drunkard splayed over the stairs. She had only managed to climb a few steps. He rolled his eyes and went to pull her up so she could stand.
He bent down, grasped her legs, and threw her over his shoulder.
Hmmph. This damn little girl who had gotten drunk and come back late didn’t deserve to be princess carried!
He used one hand to carry her and with just a few steps reached the second floor. He entered her room and threw her onto her bed.
Xia Rou rolled on the bed, beginning once again to cry as she curled up her body.
“Don’t kill him…” she said, crying, “You just have to beat him a little, I… I…”
As she spoke, she began to sob, unable to speak properly.
Cao Yang snuffed out his cigarette, going to her side and patting her back.
She continued to sob for some time, before recovering. She tried to suppress her hiccups: “I-I just hate when people touch my body… I…”
Cao Yang’s hand froze.
She was just speaking nonsense, he thought.
Hu Chen had asked and his people had investigated this matter. That Liang kid was nearly a stranger to her and they had no contact at all, so it was nearly impossible for him to have done anything to her.
Xia Rou was indeed speaking nonsense. The next minute her eyes filled back up with tears as she looked at Cao Yang and said, “Big brother, I’m leaving soon. I have to go to school, I won’t return home anymore… Y-You need to live well and not get divorced…”
She was raving. Cao Yang was relieved.
“I’m not married yet,” he said, reaching to brush at the hair over her forehead.
“Then don’t get divorced. Don’t, okay?” she said, her eyes still watery, dripping tears. “Don’t get divorced… Live well, you need to live well… Alright?”
“Alright,” he coaxed her. Translated by The Novelst
Xia Rou liked to hear his reassurance, like what he said was a promise weightier than a thousand bars of gold.
She fell asleep while she was still crying.
Cao Yang stood up, taking the blanket to tuck around her.
He also took a tissue to wipe the tears on her face and her runny nose before he left, quietly.
After shutting the door to her room, he stood in the corridor and lit up again. The moonlight streamed through the huge windows into the hallway.
He looked at the dark shadows, thinking.
A happy person, when drunk, would act funny.
A weak person would hit his wife.
Someone who was wronged would curse someone.
A depressed person when drunk… would only cry.
He had known Xia Rou for three years and she had been drunk twice.
And both those times she had cried.
Cao Yang stared at the windows.
He couldn’t help but think that Xia Rou… perhaps wasn’t as happy as she appeared to be.
And he had not realized this before…
He couldn’t help but feel… a little grief in his heart…
The next day when Xia Rou woke, she could faintly recall how crazily she had acted.
She regretted it. So much so that she wanted to bang her head into the wall!
She didn’t actually drink that much; it was just that her capacity for liquor was very small, so she fell drunk easily!
Why had she said such things to big brother! She grabbed at her hair and felt troubled.
What bullshit Liang Ziheng, what bullshit divorce! Ahhhhhhh so annoying ahhhh!
After she tidied up her appearance, she snuck to the dining table, only to see Cao An seated alone.
“What are you doing? Practicing being a robber?” Cao An was speechless, looking at the way she popped her head in and stared at the entrance.
“Where is big brother?” she asked carefully.
“He left,” Cao An said, eyes brightening and smile widening in laughter as he realized what was going on. “What did you do now?”
“What do you mean, now!” Xia Rou stomped over to the table and sat down.
Then she asked, “Are you… leaving, or are you returning now?”
Just as she suspected, Cao An had indeed gone to play for a night and had just returned.
“Have you seen big brother?” Xia Rou asked.
“Nope. When I came back he had already left.” Cao An let out a big yawn. He even had dark circles under his eyes.
Xia Rou looked at the red marks on his neck. “You weren’t with Brother Chengzhe yesterday, huh?”
If yesterday he had been with He Chengzhe, he wouldn’t have returned so early today.
Cao An turned a little angry with embarrassment: “A little kid like you shouldn’t concern yourself with this! Just put more effort into your studies!”
“The national exam is over.”
“…Manage yourself, and wait until you grow up first!”
“I’m already an adult.” Translated by The Novelst
“…” Cao An was pained. “Can you not talk back to every single thing I say? When are you going to treat me with respect like you treat big brother?”
Xia Rou let out a hmmph. “I’ll respect you once you’re as responsible as big brother.”
Cao An tsked, taking the lid off the bowl to fill a small bowl of porridge for her. “Stuff your mouth.”
Proofread by: Hannah