Female-dominated society: My husband is clingy and I can't shake him off

After adjusting, Shen Zicen started taking showers again in a vengeful manner. He was constantly torn between despising himself and hoping that he could improve.

That night, Shen Ziche heard Ah Cen's murmurs in her dream once again.

He was filled with fear all day and dared not sleep soundly at night, so he stayed by A-Cen's bedside.

"You should leave... but I'm not worthy..."

Through A-Cen's intermittent ramblings in his sleep, he knew that this must be the same person he had heard about a few days ago.

He leaned closer, trying to hear who it was, but Shen Zicen just shook his head and said nothing.

Shen Ziche had a premonition that if he could find out who A-Cen was obsessed with in her dream, he could probably help A-Cen get over it more quickly.

But now Ah Cen's lips are tightly closed, and it seems she won't speak.

Shen Ziche was unwilling to give up this opportunity, as he didn't know when they would meet again.

After some hesitation, he still risked it and whispered in Ah Cen's ear, "Who am I?"

After he finished speaking, the room fell silent. Shen Ziche could hear his own heartbeat, his head was buzzing, and he stared straight at A-Cen, worried that he would wake up.

Upon hearing this, Ah Cen's furrowed brows relaxed, but after a few seconds, he tensed up again.

His brows were furrowed, and he looked flustered.

He saw the face from his dream, which gradually became clearer; what was originally Mo'er's face suddenly transformed into Wang Xian's.

He suddenly became agitated, waving his arms wildly and trembling all over.

"No! You're not Mo'er! You're Wang Xian!"

Ah Cen's voice became hoarse and filled with fear.

When A-Cen became emotional, Shen Ziche quickly hugged him and comforted him.

He was no match for Ah Cen, and when Ah Cen swung his arm, it was thrown aside.

Before he could even step forward, he heard Ah Cen's roar.

Mo'er?

Is it the Mo'er he's thinking of?

"I'm going to kill you! Kill you!"

Before Shen Ziche could think about it, he heard A-Cen's desperate cry.

He couldn't think of anything else and could only step forward and hug Ah Cen again.

This time, Shen Zicen seemed to be really provoked and completely lost her mind, slapping Shen Ziche repeatedly.

Even though it hurt a lot, Shen Ziche did not back down, but instead hugged A-Cen even tighter.

"Ah Cen, it's alright, it's alright."

He gently stroked A-Cen's forehead, comforting her continuously.

"Wang Xian is dead."

Shen Ziche said this through gritted teeth; the trauma she had inflicted on A-Cen was too great.

With Shen Ziche's comforting words, A-Cen gradually calmed down.

His forehead was covered in sweat, and Shen Ziche took a handkerchief and gently wiped it away for him.

His arm was red and swollen, marks left by Ah Cen's forceful slaps, showing how scared Ah Cen was at the time.

He wiped the sweat from Ah Cen's neck with a handkerchief, remembering that he hadn't applied any medicine to him that day.

I planned to wipe Ah Cen's body first to make her feel fresher, otherwise she would always feel sticky.

However, when he opened Ah Cen's clothes, he was stunned; the injury was much more serious than the one he had suffered the previous night.

At first, he didn't notice much difference at the neck, but when the blood-stained chest was revealed to him, he froze on the spot.

He didn't know where to put his hands. Looking at Ah Cen, who had already fallen asleep, he silently shed tears.

He gently washed Ah Cen's chest with warm water. He remembered the doctor's instructions and knew that Ah Cen could not delay any longer.

Thinking of Mo'er, he really wanted to go find Li Mo'er right now and ask her to help A-Cen and help him get through this.

But he has too many things to consider now. He doesn't know if A-Cen can see Li Mo'er, and even if he can, is he willing to let Li Mo'er come to see him?

Will Li Mo'er look down on A-Cen because of this? Will she stop coming to see A-Cen?

Shen Ziche considered many possibilities, but ultimately couldn't decide whether or not to invite Mo'er over.

He planned to check in with A-Cen in the next couple of days to see what he thought. If A-Cen was willing to see him, he would ask Li Mo'er to come.

As he applied the medicine to Ah Cen, he thought about keeping Ah Cen indoors for the next couple of days to avoid further agitation.

That night, Shen Ziche kept thinking about how he could help A-Cen.

next morning

Just like the previous two days, Shen Zicen wanted to go out, but was stopped by Shen Ziche.

"Ah Cen, Mo'er went to Fei Hua Pavilion yesterday."

Upon hearing this, Shen Zicen's pupils contracted, and he looked tense. He quickly grabbed Shen Ziche's hand and asked anxiously.

"Brother, she doesn't know about me, does she?"

After asking the question, he seemed to suddenly realize something, let go of her hand, and said somewhat absentmindedly, "I'm already like this, what does it matter to me whether I know or not?"

Shen Ziche had been observing A-Cen, and seeing him go from nervous to dejected, he knew that A-Cen still cared about Li Mo'er.

"She wants to see you."

Shen Ziche lied without batting an eye, hoping to arouse A-Cen's survival instinct and make him treat him better.

Shen Zicen smoothed her hair with her hand, then gave a self-deprecating laugh.

"I'm already like this, what more could I possibly hope for?"

Shen Ziche opened his mouth but before he could say anything, he heard Shen Zicen mutter to himself, "She wants to see me. It seems she doesn't know that I'm no longer clean."

Seeing him so despondent, Shen Ziche hugged him tenderly, "Mo'er knows, but she still wants to see you."

Shen Zicen stood stiffly, repeating over and over, "She knows, she knows..."

Shen Ziche reached out and gently brushed A-Cen's hair. "Yes, she knows. She wants to see you."

"You want to see me..."

Shen Zicen's voice was filled with disbelief, "Brother, you're lying to me, aren't you?"

He wasn't very excited; on the contrary, he was unusually calm, as if he had seen through everything.

Shen Ziche shook his head frantically, only saying repeatedly, "Really, Mo'er wants to see you."

He wasn't sure how Li Mo'er would react, so he could only tell A-Cen this, hoping to give him hope.

But Shen Zicen seemed to know, he gently pulled his brother's arm away and looked at him seriously, "Brother, I don't want to see her."

Perhaps at first, I was looking forward to hearing that she was coming, but now that I am in such a state, I am already filthy and disgusting. How could I be worthy to see her?

She is a pure person and shouldn't be tainted by herself.

Shen Ziche saw the conflict in A-Cen's eyes and knew that he still wanted to see him.

But at this moment, he still obediently said, "Okay, we won't meet."

Upon hearing this, Shen Zicen seemed to have lost her soul and went to her room.

Shen Ziche looked at A-Cen's lonely and desolate figure and rubbed his sore eyes.

He couldn't listen to A-Cen on this matter; he had to go to Li Mo'er himself and see what her attitude was.