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"……what?"

This was the first time these three words had appeared in Pei Xingzhi's name. Qin Song's eyes widened slightly, feeling somewhat unfamiliar and incredulous at the combination of the self-criticism and Pei Xingzhi.

"W-what book?"

Pei Xingzhi lowered his eyes, and his hand holding the self-criticism letter trembled inexplicably.

"A letter of self-criticism," he repeated softly, "the letter of self-criticism I wrote."

"...Why did you write a self-criticism?" Qin Song didn't understand, and even wanted to laugh a little.

Pei Xingzhi adjusted his glasses and cautiously looked up at her: "Because I did something wrong."

"For example?" Qin Song asked curiously.

Pei Xingzhi: "There are quite a few examples. Let me read the self-criticism to you."

“…Okay.” Qin Song took a pillow and put it behind his back to sit up as straight as possible. “You read it, I’m listening.”

"Ahem..." Pei Xingzhi straightened his back, cleared his throat before reciting, and only after confirming that his voice was okay did he speak in a proper and formal manner.

"Xiao Song, I'm sorry, I was wrong."

The moment the first sentence left his mouth, Qin Song couldn't help but let the corners of his mouth turn up in a smile.

This matter was originally very serious, but for some reason, Qin Song just wanted to laugh, and the more he listened, the more he wanted to laugh.

But to save face for Pei Xingzhi, she had to hold back her laughter no matter how much she wanted to.

Pei Xingzhi was reading his self-criticism aloud with great concentration, and his voice became choked with emotion as he read.

"Xiao Song, before I married you, I had never been in a relationship. I had no dating experience and didn't know how to handle conflicts that arose in a relationship. When I saw that you wouldn't be honest with me, I just felt very angry, extremely angry. But I couldn't bear to get angry at you, so I could only hold it in and try not to say anything or make any mistakes."

"But I didn't expect that my cold treatment would be the biggest mistake. I didn't mean to ignore you on purpose; I was just afraid that I might say something hurtful in a moment of irrationality."

"Xiao Song, I'm not nearly as composed as you seem. Especially after falling in love with you, my rare composure vanished in the blink of an eye, like a stone skipping across water. I've tried to find it many times, but I can't."

"I'm finding it increasingly difficult to remain calm when it comes to things involving you."

"Hmm..." Qin Song nodded, struggling to suppress his laughter.

Poor Pei Xingzhi was completely unaware, and even cried while reciting his own words.

“Xiao Song, I’m so sorry. I didn’t know when you were wronged, and I didn’t know when you were in trouble. You went to great lengths to collect evidence for today’s clarification live broadcast, but I was acting like an idiot and still throwing a tantrum at you.”

"You, before you left this morning, you kept hinting that you wanted me to come with you. But I refused your request because of my bad temper. You went to Jiang Mian's studio to do a live broadcast alone, faced Qin Sisi alone, and endured excruciating pain to give birth alone."

“Giving birth is so painful. I could hear you screaming outside the delivery room. Xiao Song, I'm still scared. I'm scared I won't be able to wait for you to come out. I'm scared something might happen to you... I'm scared I'll never see you again…”

"I feel like I almost lost you!"

Thick tears blurred Pei Xingzhi's vision, making it impossible for him to read the contents of the self-criticism. Although he was writing a self-criticism, what he said afterward was completely unrelated to the content of the self-criticism.

"Xiao Song, I really made a mistake, I was so wrong..." He said while crying, like a little kid whose lollipop was taken away, crying pitifully and pathetically.

Qin Song actually felt sorry for him, but his messy and sloppy appearance was just too funny, and Qin Song couldn't help but laugh.

"Pfft..." She had just raised her hand to cover her mouth when a boastful laugh escaped through her fingers.

And then it got out of control.

"Hahahaha!"

"Hahahahaha!"

She laughed until her eyes curved into crescent moons, and her whole body trembled noticeably with her laughter.

Pei Xingzhi put down the letter of self-criticism and looked at her with a pitiful expression. The more she smiled, the more he wanted to cry.

"Woooooooo..."

Suppressed sobs escaped from Pei Xingzhi's tightly closed mouth. Unable to stop them, Pei Xingzhi could only helplessly raise his hand to take off his glasses and then cover his eyes.

"Hahahahaha!"

Qin Song laughed even louder.

"woo woo woo woo……"

Pei Xingzhi cried even louder.

"Why are you crying?" Qin Song forced a smile and looked at Pei Xingzhi with her bright, watery eyes. "Don't cry, come here."

Pei Xingzhi shook his head, cried as he got up from the chair and sat down next to Qin Song. Then he suddenly lunged forward and forcefully stuffed his large body into Qin Song's arms.

Qin Song hugged him back, gently patting his back as she coaxed, "Alright, alright, don't cry. It's not entirely your fault. If I hadn't insisted on keeping it from you, you wouldn't be angry with me."

“No, no…” Pei Xingzhi buried his face in Qin Song’s neck, letting his tears soak Qin Song’s neck. “It’s all my fault, it’s all my fault… Xiao Song, I will never lose my temper again.”

"Okay." Qin Song agreed to whatever he said. "I believe you. Please stop crying, okay?"

"Waaah..." Pei Xingzhi cried even harder.

Qin Song could sense his fear, and seeing that he couldn't stop crying, she stopped trying to comfort him.

She held him like that, indulging him to cry like a child until he was completely out of control.

He cried until he had cried enough and then stopped on his own.

"Xiao Song." He cupped Qin Song's face in his hands, first kissing her lips several times before looking into her eyes and making a promise.

"This will absolutely never happen again."

"Okay." Qin Song responded softly, "I believe you and I forgive you. Don't cry anymore, you're crying so miserably."

Pei Xingzhi pursed his lips and obediently nodded: "Okay, I won't cry anymore. I look ugly when I cry."

"Not ugly." Qin Song touched his face. "Pei Xingzhi is handsome no matter what."

“Xiao Song…” Pei Xingzhi felt a pang of sadness at her praise and couldn’t help but pull her into his arms tightly, unconsciously rubbing his cheek against her ear.

Qin Song gently snuggled against him and whispered in his ear, "Now that you've finished reading your self-criticism, shouldn't you ask me some questions?"

Pei Xingzhi: "I won't ask, because when I was waiting for you outside the delivery room, Shen Yanhui and your friends explained all of this to me. I know your difficulties, and I understand that you kept it from me to take care of my feelings."

"Thank you, Xiaosong, but... I still hope that if something like this happens again in the future, you can tell me immediately. I really want to face it with you."

"Okay." Qin Song immediately agreed, and then said:

“Pei Xingzhi, now that we’ve resolved our issues, shouldn’t you take a look at your son? You haven’t really looked at him properly since he was born.”