If you want a husband, you have to fight for it.

Xu Muyu saw that Wan Chuncao was sitting there alone.

Sitting alone under a starry sky.

She held a wine glass in her hand.

Take a sip.

After drinking, she hugged her knees, holding the glass and looking up aimlessly.

There was no wind around, no trees moved, and not even the sound of water droplets hanging on the wall of the cup breaking was heard.

Everything was quiet, and she blended into the silence.

It was as if she was part of them.

It was as if there was a lonely little boat on the ocean late at night, drifting aimlessly in this sea.

Even with the lighthouse as a guide and even though she could see the direction ahead clearly, she stayed in this sea.

I don't want to stay for any reason, nor do I want to go anywhere.

She just had no purpose, maybe it was a coincidence, or maybe she just wanted to stop here.

Alone? Lonely? Lonely?

There is no accurate adjective to describe it.

Guan Chuncao stretched out her hand, raised it high, and peeked at the night sky with very few stars through her fingers.

The weather is so good during the day, why are there always so few stars at night?

It's so pitifully small, so pitiful that it's a bit tragic.

"What are you thinking about?"

Xu Muyu came back pushing the wheelchair.

He did not push the wheelchair back to the recliner, but came to Wan Chuncao's side, grabbed that hand, and followed that hand to raise his hand high: "Wondering why there are so few stars?"

Wan Chuncao had already sensed his return, and she put her hand down: "I'm not thinking about anything."

"I'm not thinking about anything. I can't think of anything, and I don't know what to think about."

Xu Muyu put down his hand, but did not let her go.

Looking at her expression again, she didn't seem to be joking. She really wasn't thinking about anything.

He didn't ask any more questions, but just said, "I thought you would miss me."

Wan Chuncao twitched the corner of her mouth.

Then he put down the wine glass and stopped smiling: "You are right here, what can I think about?"

After saying this, he looked up at the night sky again with no expression.

Xu Muyu also looked up at the empty night sky: "I have thought a lot."

Wan Chuncao moved and leaned on Xu Muyu's shoulder: "What are you thinking about?"

Xu Muyu still looked at the night sky: "I want to keep you here, by my side. I also want to lock you up, tie you up, and lock you up so that you can't go anywhere, anywhere."

Guan Chuncao suddenly pulled herself up from Xu Muyu's shoulder, blinked, and tried to confirm whether what Xu Muyu said was true or not.

Xu Muyu also lowered his eyes and stared at Wan Chuncao.

He grabbed her hand and refused to let go: "I want you to stay with me. No matter what I do, I will keep you by my side. I will keep you by my side even if I have to lock you up, tie you up, or lock you up."

"I will not let you leave, no matter how terrible the means."

Wan Chuncao still blinked: "You are so scary, aren't you afraid that I will not agree?"

Xu Muyu was certain: "You will be willing."

Wan Chuncao asked: "Why?"

Xu Muyu smiled: "Because I'm rich and handsome."

He looked her straight in the eyes: "I'll spend all my money on you, and I'll only show you this face, every day, every day, and you'll be willing."

Wan Chuncao's expression has somewhat relaxed: "I won't agree to this. You are scary, perverted, and narcissistic. You will only tie me up and lock me up and make me spend your money. Look at your face. I won't agree to this."

Xu Muyu smiled, without saying much, and directly pulled her closer to him, then lowered his head: "Do you like it?"

Wan Chuncao answered without hesitation: "I like it."

Xu Muyu smiled again: "That's fine."

Wan Chuncao pinched him and said, "Stop it, stop it. I find that you are not only becoming more and more childish, but also more and more narcissistic."

Xu Muyu didn't care: "It's okay if you like it."

Wan Chuncao pinched him again: "You are very good at talking now, who did you learn this from? Don't tell me, you are more narcissistic than me."

Xu Muyu moved closer to Wan Chuncao and lowered his head again: "Are you very narcissistic?"

Guan Chuncao tried to dodge but failed, and he hugged her waist, and his face came even closer.

She softened: "Well, I'm not that narcissistic..."

Xu Muyu said to her again with certainty: "If you like it, then it's fine."

"Xu Muyu!"

Wan Chuncao was really impressed: "When did you learn these things?"

Xu Muyu didn't learn it. He smiled and said, "I'm just doing what you like."

Wan Chuncao threw another punch: "Childish ghost!"

The punch was not light and Xu Muyu finally managed to cover his arm.

She covered her arm, still smiling, but cried out in pain: "Tingting..."

Wan Chuncao didn't care about him: "I don't want to care about childish ghosts!"

Xu Muyu laughed again, but at least his smile was not so obvious. He took the initiative to stretch out his arm: "It really hurts..."

The arm is stretched out in front of her, how can Wan Chuncao really just ignore it?

She started to massage him, very gently, but from the tone of her voice it sounded as if she wanted to break Xu Muyu's arm.

"If you know it hurts, don't be so childish. I'll hurt you to death next time!"

I may not know the same next time.

Xu Muyu was thinking about something else, but he said honestly, "I know."

After a half second of silence, he said, "But you like it, right?"

Wan Chuncao couldn't bear it anymore and the rubbing turned into twisting, twisting Xu Muyu so hard that it really hurt. He let go only after he cried out in pain: "Xu Muyu!"

Xu Muyu gasped repeatedly in pain: "Tingting, Tingting."

"I won't let you go even if your mother is here!"

"Tingting..."

"Shut up!"

"Okay. Tingting..."

Wan Chuncao twisted it twice more and finally let the man go.

Xu Muyu stopped teasing her when he saw that she had returned to her previous state.

They started the sticky kneading again.

Xu Muyu felt at ease letting Wan Chuncao help him rub the place where she had just twisted it.

Wan Chuncao was also rubbed carefully by him.

"What you said just now, is it true?"

After rubbing for a while, Wan Chuncao asked Xu Muyu: "If I don't stay, you are going to lock me up and tie me up?"

Xu Muyu's ears felt hot: "It's not all true."

At least the desire to keep her was real.

Wan Chuncao lifted his sleeve to see if it was red from being pinched: "What would you do if I really wanted to leave?"

"You're not leaving."

Xu Muyu was still so sure: "You will definitely not leave."

Wan Chuncao didn't see any red spots from being pinched, so she put down his sleeves and lowered her head to continue rubbing him: "Are you trying to say that you are rich and handsome? That doesn't necessarily mean I won't leave for that reason."

"will not."

Xu Mu was very determined: "I won't let you leave."

It's not that she won't leave, it's that he won't let her leave.

Wan Chuncao asked again with a smile: "Then how are you going to keep me? You don't tie me up or lock me up, so how are you going to keep me?"

Xu Muyu looked at her: "I will keep you. I can keep you in my own way."

"It doesn't matter if you don't believe it."

There was no smile on his face, only seriousness: "After you came here, you had many opportunities to leave, and I would have let you leave. But now it's not possible, I can't let you leave again."

"Absolutely impossible."

It was a horrible thing to say, more horrible than tying her up and locking her up.

There was no sign of fear on Wan Chuncao's face.

She just looked at Xu Muyu for a long time.