Shi Fengming gave a bitter smile and said, "Jingyi, I regret it! Can't you really forgive me? From now on, I will treat you well, like, like how the eldest brother treats his wife, no, even better than that! Jingyi, can you truly forget me? You said you liked me before."
"That was in the past," Zhou Jingyi said, "Forgetting you or not doesn't matter, I will not remarry in this lifetime. Even if I remember you, it won't be unfair to a future husband!"
"Then come back with me!" Shi Fengming pleaded, placing his hands on her shoulders, "I, I also, like you..."
Zhou Jingyi trembled violently, staring at him in disbelief. As he spoke, a suspicious blush spread across his face. He coughed and turned away: "Jingyi, I will definitely treat you well in the future, never let you suffer again, the grievances you've endured before, I will make up for them little by little until you are satisfied. If you are still angry, why not, hit me a few more times, scold me a few more times?"
