A Chan – CH 155

Chapter 155: Extra Chapter: Ah Chan and Ah Chan (4)

Zhang Jingchan almost never got drunk because he didn’t want to lose his rationality in any situation.

But today, he got drunk.

He didn’t know when, but his vision became blurry. He only remembered a pair of familiar hands supporting him, and smelling her scent, his heart felt at peace.

The new house was set up in a detached villa deep inside the hotel. Zhang Jingchan was helped to lie down on the bed.

He slept soundly for a while. Later, the surroundings became completely quiet. Someone brought a warm, damp towel and put it on his face. He grabbed the person’s hand and called out, “Weiyi.”

Li Weiyi replied, “I never thought you’d get drunk.”

He tried to open his eyes but could not: “I’m not drunk.”

He vaguely heard her laughing, so he closed his eyes and laughed too.

His face was wiped, then his hands. His tie and shirt were helped off, and a soft blanket was placed over him. Then someone took off his shoes and socks, and his feet were soaked in warm water, feeling incredibly comfortable.

Zhang Jingchan opened her eyes, vaguely seeing the figure squatting on the ground, and asked, “You aren’t angry, are you?”

Li Weiyi gently dried his feet with a towel: “Why do you ask?”

“I’m not angry… Why would you wash my feet? This is unprecedented.”

Li Weiyi almost slapped the towel across his face: “I just can’t accept you going to bed without washing your feet!”

He chuckled deeply with his eyes closed, pulling her into a hug, trying to kiss her, but always missing his mark. Li Weiyi was furious. She wanted to change and shower, but he pressed her onto the bed, rubbing and kneading her. Finally, she broke free, saying angrily, “Damn it, you’re such a drunkard. I never thought you’d be like this, even when you’re drunk.”

The completely drunk man said firmly, “I never get drunk. Trust my self-control.”

Li Weiyi: “…”

After a while, Zhang Jingchan fell asleep, vaguely conscious. She got into bed, skillfully pressing him against her chest, and continued sleeping peacefully.

The next day, the sun was high in the sky when Zhang Jingchan woke up, rubbing his head.

The room was silent. The curtains on the balcony window fluttered in the wind.

“Weiyi?” he called out. No one was in the room or in the bathroom.

Zhang Jingchan felt a surge of annoyance and guilt. Although they had been intimate countless times, last night, being newlyweds, he had unusually fallen asleep. He wondered if she minded.

He looked at the empty bed beside him and thought, she probably did. She had always been a stingy woman. Otherwise, how could she bear to let him wake up alone on their wedding night?

He smiled to himself and texted her, “Where are you?”

The reply came quickly: “Walking by the beach with my sister and brother-in-law. You’re finally awake. Let’s go have lunch together in a bit.”

Zhang Jingchan pondered the message for a while, figuring that even if she was angry, it wasn’t much. Relieved, he took a shower, changed his clothes, and made himself look dashing again, even putting on her favorite tie.

Stepping out of the dressing room, just as he was about to call Li Weiyi, he noticed a light blue envelope on the desk. On it, in familiar handwriting, was written: “To Ah Chan.”

Zhang Jingchan walked to the sun-drenched balcony and pulled out the letter.

Ah Chan:

Perhaps from today onwards, I should start calling you “husband.” But I still prefer to call you by your full name, Zhang Jingchan, because the first time I heard it, I thought, “How can someone have such a beautiful name?” I actually wasn’t used to calling you Ah Chan, because those two words always bring me a little bit of sadness.

Whether it’s Ah Chan at 19 or Ah Chan at 27, I always sense the same little bit of sadness beneath the bright and glamorous exterior.

So, the first time I met you, I was actually afraid, afraid of falling for you. You were too proud, so proud that you seemed to belong to a different world than someone as carefree as me. You were also lonely. Perhaps you were always surrounded by many people, but during the days I became Ah Chan, I could feel your loneliness every single day.

I really cherished those days spent with you in this cycle. Watching you laugh so many times every day, watching you tease and touch me, joking with me like a real young man, watching you gradually reveal your true nature as a “green tea” guy (absolutely no offense intended; it’s a neutral term, I swear). Actually, let me tell you, I wasn’t normally that silly or foolish; I was usually a very decent person. I only ruined my image to make you laugh, to ease your stressful cycle. Do you believe me?

Starting today, I am your wife. Looking back on these years, that insecure little girl, Li Weiyi, certainly caused you some heartache in your relationships. But I bet you would have done the same with anyone else. As the saying goes, all crows are black; there are no women who aren’t jealous, only foolish men. Of course, I’m not saying you were foolish in your relationships back then, so please don’t overthink it.

You’ve sacrificed so much for this marriage and given me so much in return. Before today’s wedding, I kept thinking, what could I give you?

Actually, my vision for our marriage is very simple—

I want that for the rest of our lives; no matter what difficulties we encounter, when Ah Chan sees me, he will still feel that life can be a little happier and easier.

I want us to never let arguments linger overnight, and for you to apologize first, no matter who is right or wrong—just like you have done all these years. We must keep this up until we’re old.

I want to have one little Ah Chan and one little Weiyi. Of course, two little Weiyis are also fine, but please don’t have two little Ah Chans. Many people around me say that having two sons is a nightmare.

I also want Ah Chan to be healthy and live a long life. I want his heart to never be lonely or cold again. When I call Ah Chan’s name, I no longer feel sadness, but only the intimacy and joy that belong to just the two of us.

Because from beginning to end, from age 19 to 27, and even into the distant future, he will always be my Ah Chan. The blood in my veins, the very essence of me, Li Weiyi, should be warm, because I am there to warm him.

However, looking back on my life before marriage, there is still one regret that I can never satisfy, and I can only regret it for the rest of my life.

That’s because I really wanted to experience what it would be like to kiss you passionately when I was a handsome young man! It might sound a bit perverted, but what woman could have such a novel experience? Everyone would want to try it. Unfortunately, each time we were in too much of a rush, there wasn’t time for me, Ah Chan-Li, to flirt and woo you. It’s all your fault; you weren’t sweet and gentle enough, and you were so stubborn back then, causing me to miss several great opportunities. Now I can only sigh with regret!

From now on, I will never have the chance to be Ah Chan-Li again; I can only be Mrs. Zhang.

Good morning, Mr. Zhang. I’m so glad you got so drunk on your wedding night that you neglected your bride. I’m so sorry; I’ll tell this to our future children a hundred times, haha.

The good news is that from now on, Mrs. Zhang will love Mr. Zhang with the same unwavering devotion she always has, every single day.

Yesterday, Ah Chan-Li

Today, Mrs. Zhang

A note
As this chapter comes to a complete end, I’m a little reluctant to part with it. Love you all, see you in the new book.