Siheyuan, integrating everything, cultivating the city

Li Xiangqian looked up at her, and suddenly a warm feeling surged in his heart. Yes, no matter how confused he was, he still had a woman like Zhang Guifang by his side, who always supported him silently.

"Thank you, Guifang." He said softly, with gratitude in his eyes.

Zhang Guifang looked at him and smiled: "Why are you so silly? We are husband and wife, and we are all for each other."

Li Xiangqian nodded, and suddenly felt relieved. He knew that he might really need to change, not only the way he lived, but also his mentality. Perhaps, only by letting go of those overly heavy burdens could he truly find his own direction.

Although the current predicament still exists and life is still difficult, Li Xiangqian suddenly realized that he is not alone. He has his family, his lover, and the woman who has been silently supporting him behind his back. Perhaps, these are the things he needs to cherish the most.

He took a deep breath and decided not to let himself fall into this endless anxiety. Although the road ahead was still unclear, he at least knew that he was no longer walking alone.

"Guifang, I will be fine." Li Xiangqian suddenly spoke with a firm tone.

Zhang Guifang looked at him with a hint of surprise in her eyes, but then she smiled: "Well, I'll wait for you."

Li Xiangqian looked at Zhang Guifang's busy figure, and suddenly a complex emotion surged in his heart. She was always like this, silently giving for the family and for him, and never even showed a trace of fatigue or dissatisfaction in front of him. However, Li Xiangqian knew that her hard work had quietly turned into tears more than once at night. He felt guilty, but didn't know how to comfort her.

He sat at the door, looking down at his bandaged knee, the world in front of him seemed blurry. Zhang Guifang's voice echoed in his mind, and the words "Don't think so much" made him feel sad. She was always like this, trying to comfort him, trying to share his burden, but he never really did anything.

"How can I let her know that I care about her?" Li Xiangqian sighed inwardly. He knew that Zhang Guifang was not someone who could easily express her feelings. She always endured silently and devoted herself to the family, and she never even showed her truest emotions easily.

And what about him? He never thought about how to comfort her or give her a real support. Li Xiangqian knew deeply that in this relationship, he was more of a recipient of her care, rather than giving her comfort and support. Whenever she was upset, Li Xiangqian would just keep his head down and remain silent. He didn't even know how to comfort her, for fear of saying the wrong thing, making her even more unhappy, or looking even more incompetent.

"I'm such a loser." Li Xiangqian cursed himself silently, feeling guilty like a heavy stone pressing on his chest. He wanted to say something, wanted to do something, but every time Zhang Guifang appeared, he always seemed so powerless, unable to even offer the simplest comfort.

"Xiang Qian, why are you still sitting here?" Zhang Guifang's voice suddenly interrupted his thoughts. She walked to his side, her face still a little tired, but her eyes were more concerned. "How is your wound? Does it hurt?"

Li Xiangqian looked into her eyes, feeling a pang of sadness in his heart. He couldn't help but lower his head: "It's okay, I'm much better now."

Zhang Guifang didn't completely believe it. She squatted down and gently patted his knee, with a worried look in her eyes: "You need to have a good rest and don't work so hard anymore."

Li Xiangqian looked at her tired but still gentle face, and the guilt in his heart became more and more serious. He wanted to say something, but the words stopped at his lips. At that moment, he suddenly realized that he had never really listened to her heart, and even when she needed comfort, he could only remain silent and could do nothing.

"I..." Li Xiangqian finally spoke, his voice a little hoarse, "Guifang, I know you have been worrying about this family, but I..." He paused, and suddenly felt very powerless. The words came to his lips, but he didn't know how to continue.

Zhang Guifang looked at his complicated expression and her eyes softened a little: "What's wrong with you? Are you worried about something?"

Li Xiangqian looked into her eyes and suddenly felt as if he had never really seen her clearly. He only knew that she always gave silently and always endured silently, but he never thought about whether she also had her own troubles and pressures. Did she also feel lonely and tired, and had she ever wanted to rely on others?

He suddenly panicked and felt uneasy. Li Xiangqian didn't know how to comfort her, or even how to start. How could he comfort her in this state?

"Guifang, I..." He spoke again, his voice trembling, "I actually... I actually don't understand a lot of things."

Zhang Guifang looked at him and frowned slightly: "What don't you understand?"

Li Xiangqian was silent for a while, then looked up at her with a confused and apologetic look in his eyes: "I always feel that I haven't done well enough and that you're working too hard, but I don't know how to help you or make it easier for you."

Zhang Guifang was stunned for a moment, then smiled faintly: "Xiang Qian, it's good that you think this way. In fact, I don't need you to do anything special. As long as you can be by my side and accompany me, even if you don't say anything, I will be very satisfied."

After hearing this, Li Xiangqian suddenly felt an indescribable emotion in his heart. He never really realized that what Zhang Guifang needed was not for him to do something earth-shattering, but just for him to be by her side, to understand her hard work, and to accompany her through those unknown difficult times.

"Guifang..." Li Xiangqian's voice was a little choked. He looked at her with gratitude in his eyes. "I understand. I will try my best in the future and will not let you bear all the pressure alone."

Zhang Guifang looked at him, a hint of tenderness flashing in her eyes: "You have done very well, go forward. You don't have to blame yourself too much. We can do the housework together. No one can always support it alone."

Li Xiangqian nodded, and the heavy burden in his heart seemed to be lightened. He knew that he could no longer remain silent as before, and could no longer let Zhang Guifang bear all the responsibilities and pressures alone. He had to learn to listen to her voice and give her comfort and support when she needed it.

He took a deep breath and suddenly made a decision. He wanted to change himself and stop being the man who always just accepted her. Instead, he wanted to be a man who could share her burden and become her real support.