"Between husband and wife, there should be mutual support. Maybe I'm not very capable, and I don't have many skills, but I don't want you to carry all the burdens by yourself," Ye Fei said.
"I want to face it together with you."
"Perhaps I can't help much, but there must be some use, right? If I can help a little, it's still something."
"I can't enjoy the good parts and then pretend like the bad parts have nothing to do with me."
"We should face everything together, share in both joys and troubles," Ye Fei said slowly.
"No matter what kind of danger we will face, or how much malice comes our way, I don't want you to stand in front of me. I want to stand with you, and we will bear it together."
"If I push you to the front and stay safely behind while adding my pressure onto you, I will..." Ye Fei lowered her head and whispered, "Feel heartache."
"What did you say?" Zhao Gushen suddenly held Ye Fei's hand.
