Crossing Over to Yamada Love

As Erlang finished speaking, Qiu wanted to object, but Molan grabbed her and shook her head. In fact, Erlang's words were not without reason. At this time, it was best to handle things calmly. Although Bai Qing'er was not good, she was Erlang's first love and his first relationship. He must be feeling very bad. On one side was his family, and on the other side was his wife. He should think it over carefully.

Mo Lan looked at Erlang. Before she transmigrated, Erlang was twelve years old. He was precocious and helped with chores at home every day. He was a diligent, hardworking, and sensible child. Although he was very sensible, he was still young. He was also kind and never had any bad intentions. He would fight back against injustice, but he never thought of harming anyone.

Later, when his family's life improved, he continued to study at a private school, rarely experiencing the outside world. What he learned was all taught in books, and the principles in those books were mostly virtuous. Therefore, he was pure and kind-hearted and did not think badly of people.

He fell in love with a woman for the first time and got married as he wished. However, the woman he loved was far from what he had imagined. He was disappointed and he grew up, but he needed time. It was best for him to calm down and think things through.

“Erlang, you’re all grown up now. You’ve achieved some success and gotten married. You should really think this over carefully. We won’t pressure you; we’ll wait for you to give us an answer.” Wang Shi agreed first after seeing the look her granddaughter gave her.

Mo Quan sighed and said, "Second Brother, I thought I was truly content with my life. My children and grandchildren are all successful, and I lack nothing. I was just waiting to hold my great-grandson. Who would have thought this would happen? I don't even want this great-grandson anymore. You should resolve this matter properly. Otherwise, there will never be a peaceful day in the house."

Mo Changhe also said with a stern face, "Second Brother, I won't say any more. It's up to you."

Looking at her son kneeling on the ground, his face filled with shame and distress, Qiu felt a pang of heartache. She went over and helped him up, brushing the dirt off his clothes as she said, "You good-for-nothing! Tell me, why were you so out of your mind to marry such a thing? If you had chosen someone better, you wouldn't be in such a state. It breaks my heart to see you like this."

Erlang looked at his mother and felt a pang of sadness in his heart. His eyes stung, but he forced himself to hold back and said a few words to comfort her.

Chen Xuan and Mo Mei also offered a few words of advice, and the others added a few more.

Seeing that everyone was in low spirits and preoccupied, Wang waved her hand, telling them to go back to their rooms.

Erlang walked to the door of his house, looked at the light shining from inside, but did not go in immediately. Instead, he stood at the doorway and fell into deep thought.

After a while, he took a deep breath, pushed open the door, and went inside.

Bai Qing'er sat by the bed in deep thought. After Mo Lan and the others left today, on the way back to the Bai family, Erlang didn't speak to her at all, and the way he looked at her was different from before, with a hint of unfamiliarity in his eyes.

When he arrived at the Bai family home, he didn't give his father a hard time. During the meal, his father asked him about his future plans, asking if he would go to the capital after passing the imperial examination and become a scholar, and if he would use the old Marquis's connections to get an official position. If that were the case, his daughter would be an official's wife, and he could also enjoy a life of luxury.

Erlang surprisingly told his father that he had no such plans. He said that studying was for understanding things, and if he passed the imperial examination, he wouldn't go to the capital because he felt he wasn't suited to be an official. He was too honest and often couldn't distinguish between good and bad people. He planned to start a school and become a teacher in the future.

Although his father wasn't very happy, he didn't say anything, only feeling regret. But what about himself? He was very disappointed. In the beginning, he had chosen Erlang not only because he was good-looking and learned, but also because he was ambitious, had a promising future, and had great connections with the Mo family. He thought Erlang's future was definitely bright.

But he actually said he wasn't suited for officialdom and couldn't distinguish between good and bad people. Was he talking about himself? Did he not believe in himself? He wanted to be a teacher, but what future did he have? Was he going to ruin his promising future for a momentary mistake?

Bai Qing'er felt frustrated. Why wouldn't Erlang think about her? Why wouldn't he be of one mind with her? She asked for more things, she took Mo Lan's things, all so that they could have a better life in the future. Only when they had their own things could they not rely on others and live a good life.

She was going to spend her whole life with him, so why couldn't he be on the same side as her? Bai Qing'er couldn't understand.

Suddenly she heard footsteps. It was Erlang returning. Bai Qing'er's heart skipped a beat. What had he said to his family? Had he made things clear for her? The Mo family shouldn't cause her any trouble, right?

She waited a while, but Erlang didn't come in. She found it strange. Why wasn't Erlang coming in? Was he still angry? She would have to coax him properly later.

Just as Bai Qing'er was getting anxious, the door was finally pushed open, and Erlang came in.

Bai Qing'er hurriedly got up, a smile on her face, and said, "Husband is back. Are you tired? Have a cup of water." After saying that, she quickly picked up the teapot, poured a cup of water for Erlang, and handed it to him.

Erlang looked at her smiling face and at her hand holding the cup. After thinking for a moment, he took the cup from her and sat down on the stool.

Bai Qing'er was secretly delighted when she saw him accept the teacup. Did this mean he was softening and was going to forgive her?

Bai Qing'er wanted to strike while the iron was hot, so she continued to explain, "My husband is finally willing to talk to me? You don't know how upset I was when you didn't speak to me today. Husband, I was wrong, please don't be angry. I'll give in to my sister in everything from now on. Please don't hold it against me, please forgive me this time, okay?"

Erlang looked up at Bai Qing'er, a hint of heartache flashing in his eyes.

Bai Qing'er saw it clearly, and her eyes immediately welled up with tears. She gently walked to Erlang's side, blushed, bent down and leaned against Erlang's back, and whispered, "Husband, everything Qing'er has done is for our future. Husband, please don't blame Qing'er. Qing'er will help you rest early, okay?"

Bai Qing'er's face flushed slightly after saying this. Isn't it said that couples quarrel at the head of the bed and make up at the foot of the bed? After she and Erlang were intimate tonight, she thought he wouldn't blame her, right?

Bai Qing'er's face began to burn as she thought about what was to come, and she wrapped her arms around Erlang's waist.

If it were yesterday, Erlang would definitely be overjoyed. He would turn around, hug Bai Qing'er, and take her to bed for a passionate encounter. But now, he feels numb and can't react at all.

He looked at the pair of delicate hands around his waist. The hands were beautiful, but it was these very hands that had stolen his sister's things and stolen the beauty from his heart.

"I'll be going back to the academy tomorrow." Erlang's words struck Bai Qing'er's heart like ice. Her arms, which were holding Erlang, froze, and the blush on her face quickly faded.

"What did you say?" Bai Qing'er released Erlang, strode up to him, and asked incredulously.

"I'll be returning to the academy tomorrow," Erlang repeated.

"What are we going back to the academy for? We've only been married for three days, and you took half a month off, didn't you?" Bai Qing'er asked anxiously.

Erlang looked at her intently and said, "I don't know what I'm going back to the academy for. But I don't know what I'm doing in this room. I got married and had a wife. I thought my life was wonderful. My family was harmonious. I chose my wife myself, and she was so good to me. But it seems like everything changed overnight."

At this point, Erlang stared intently at Bai Qing'er and asked with a touch of sorrow, "Are you still the Bai Qing'er in my heart?"

Bai Qing'er felt a pang of pain in her heart at Erlang's expression and words. She said urgently, "Erlang, I am, I am your Qing'er."

"No!" Erlang shook his head. "You are not. The Qing'er in my heart is a filial daughter to her family, a strong and beautiful woman. She would not be two-faced, she would not deceive me, she would not use a mask to blind me, she would not do such a thing. You are not my Qing'er, at least you are no longer the Qing'er in my heart."

"Erlang!" Bai Qing'er cried out pitifully, tears streaming down her face. This time, she wasn't faking it; she was genuinely heartbroken.

"Erlang, why can't you understand me and believe me? After all, I'm the closest person to you. We're going to spend our lives together. Molan is an outsider. She's going to get married. She's ruining our relationship. Don't you know that?" Bai Qing'er shook Erlang and said sadly.

"I don't know. All I know is that you took my sister's things and are still putting on an act." Erlang's words showed no mercy.

"What do you mean I'm acting? Are my feelings for you fake? I've been thinking of you with all my heart, and I've wanted to make our future together. Have I done anything wrong? Mo Lan, you only have Mo Lan in your heart, so just listen to her. She wants you to divorce her, so will you?" Bai Qing'er asked Erlang loudly, her voice filled with anger and embarrassment.

"Rest." Erlang uttered only one word, though he was in great pain, he still managed to say it.

Bai Qing'er opened her mouth wide. She was just saying it in anger. She didn't believe that Erlang would divorce her. She knew that Erlang still had feelings for her, but now he actually said he wanted to divorce her. Did he really want to divorce her?

Bai Qing'er was truly stunned. She didn't want this outcome.

Erlang looked at Bai Qing'er, who was in shock, and said nothing more. He turned to leave.

Bai Qing'er grabbed him and asked anxiously, "Where are you going?"

Erlang looked at Bai Qing'er holding his hand and replied, "You should rest early. I'm going to Sanlang's place to rest."

"No, this is our house. You can't go anywhere else. As long as you don't write the divorce papers, I'm your wife. You can't go anywhere else." Bai Qing'er wouldn't let Erlang leave.

Erlang tried to move his arm a couple of times, but Bai Qing'er held on very tightly, as if Erlang would fly away if she let go.