Su Miaomiao’s eyes turned red after her outburst. She wasn’t usually one to cry easily, but recently, Cheng Hao had pushed her to it. She remembered their transmigration.
Although she was in the wrong for not watching where she was going, Cheng Hao also bore responsibility. If he hadn't gone against her and deliberately angered her, this wouldn't have happened.
Su Miaomiao finally seized on the crucial point. She realized that when she had nervously asked him if he loved her, he had already seemed somewhat awkward before deliberately contradicting her. It was likely something had displeased him earlier, leading to his behavior.
Therefore, she was furious. Even at a time like this, he was still acting that way, throwing her heart into disarray.
Seeing Su Miaomiao's teary eyes and wronged expression, Cheng Hao's heart softened. He pursed his lips, considered for a moment, and then awkwardly confessed his jealousy.
Su Miaomiao didn't calm down after hearing his confession, but a small point for contemplation brought her some joy. Normally, she would have happily lifted her chin and proudly said how much he loved her, but she was still angry. She bristled again and retorted fiercely, "How old is Laifu?!"
She stomped her foot on his chest again, feeling his jealousy was baseless.
Cheng Hao then raised his hand and firmly gripped her slender ankle. An unreadable emotion surged in his eyes, perhaps a glimpse of his overwhelming love, filled with immense possessiveness.
This made the freedom-loving Su Miaomiao momentarily flinch, wanting to pull her foot back. But his grip was firm, allowing her no room for retreat.
Su Miaomiao's face inexplicably flushed, all the way down her neck. Her heart pounded, and her breathing became uneven.
It was over.
She realized she couldn't escape the cage her childhood sweetheart had built for her.
She didn't know about others.
But with Cheng Hao, she always found new reasons to be captivated.
Su Miaomiao's wandering thoughts displeased Cheng Hao, who was filled with possessiveness at this moment. His gaze deepened, and he stared intently at her. He stroked her ankle and said in a low, hoarse voice, "Su Miaomiao, what are you thinking?"
Her face was about to explode with redness, but she couldn't speak.
From her evasive eyes, Cheng Hao guessed she was likely thinking of shameless things. However, he had something more important to say.
"You told me to be honest. I am being honest with you. Shouldn't you be focusing on me?"
Cheng Hao's gaze was too intense, leaving Su Miaomiao nowhere to escape.
She listened quietly.
Cheng Hao continued calmly, "You shouldn't doubt whether I love you. Is love unexpressed not love? Su Miaomiao, you are sometimes so slow. If you truly want me to be honest, I want to say, yes, I love you very much. I am jealous of any creature around you. Since I can remember, I have wanted to tie you down securely, so you would only be with me, only look at me. I admit I deliberately strung you along, teased you..."
But this was just his ploy to make her like him and focus on him. If Su Miaomiao hadn't liked him, or liked him less, she could have easily ignored him. But clearly, she cared about him just as much.
Was unexpressed love not love?
As Su Miaomiao listened to his words, the twenty-two years of his kindness towards her flashed through her mind, replaying like an old movie.
Indeed.
His love was hidden in the details of her life.
But it wasn't that she didn't know.
She just wanted to hear him say it firmly from his own mouth, that was all.
After Cheng Hao finished speaking, he was also stunned. He finally pulled her into his embrace and apologized, promising to learn to be more honest in the future.
Su Miaomiao was soothed after hearing this. Having the person you cared about care for you in return was the greatest fortune in the world.
As for the issue of jealousy, it wasn't a problem. She just needed to be mindful of boundaries. Although she had only just realized how strong his possessiveness was, it was understandable when it came to Cheng Hao. If she switched places, she wouldn't be happy with him being too close to other girls either.
Their little spat was quite helpless. Fortunately, after the transmigration, their communication skills seemed to have improved, and they were more willing to convey their emotions directly to each other. They were both growing.
Inside the carriage, the couple was as good as new. Outside, Ji Bo and Laifu were quite worried, frequently peering at the carriage from a distance.
"Oh, I truly hope the young master and young madam have cleared the air. Young couples are bound to bicker, aren't they? Married couples make up after quarreling."
The old man sighed deeply, retracting his gaze and shaking his head. In this world, it was a great fortune for the young master to have married before the chaos.
If Madam was still here, she would surely be happy for the young master.
Laifu, with his sturdy build, also craned his neck to peek at the carriage. He was eventually patted on the head by Ji Bo, who chided him for so openly spying on his masters, asking if he was tired of living. How could he look like that?
Laifu winced, rubbing his head where he'd been hit. Then, he said with simple honesty, "Isn't it unseemly to look sneakily? It was you, Master, who said that we servants must pay close attention to our masters' affairs to help them solve their problems. I'm just understanding the situation..."
Seeing that he still hadn't understood, Ji Bo puffed up his beard and glared, about to hit him again. Laifu wasn't afraid. He felt it didn't hurt much and grinned shamelessly, pushing his head forward, making the old man reluctant to hit him.
"You! You are truly incorrigible! Just listen to me!"
"Yes, yes, yes. I'm just saying that. How could I not listen to you?"
The master and apprentice were worried.
They worried while they worked.
By the time Madam Cai and Madam Xi had finished making the疙瘩汤 (noodle soup with small dough balls) with the children and servants, everyone could finally gather and eat the warm food. Fortunately, they had bowls, so they could make do without teacups.
After a bowl of hot and fragrant疙瘩汤, everyone felt warm.
The疙瘩汤 wasn't just noodle balls; it also had many wild vegetables mixed in, making it green. However, without animal fat or salt, it was bland. Yet, everyone ate it with relish.
They were hungry.
Only the two of them weren't particularly hungry, but they didn't pick at their portions and ate them all. After all, the provisions from the spatial convenience store were limited, and if there was edible food, they had to eat it. They just swallowed it without much taste.
Everyone wondered what had happened between the young couple. They had argued earlier, but after a trip to the carriage, they were good again.
They all sized up the young couple.
But they couldn't figure anything out.
Su Miaomiao and Cheng Hao weren't strangers to arguments. After twenty-two years of knowing each other, how could they not have quarreled? But they also reconciled quickly.
This time, it was enough that they communicated their feelings. After all, small quarrels could even add spice to a relationship. Young couples always faced problems, and arguing could help resolve them. Bottling things up and resorting to cold wars was what would truly break them apart.
Everyone just smiled kindly, not bringing up the matter. This was a good aspect of the caravan; they didn't gossip and everyone knew their boundaries.