Xu Mey left the restaurant to look for He Jian. After a bit of wandering around, she found him standing before the fountain. She slowly came behind him and placed her hand on his shoulder. He Jian turned his head to look at her. Seeing her concerned look, he tried to smile but his smile looked rather sad to Xu Mey.

  He placed his hand over Xu Mey’s hand on his shoulder saying, "She didn’t even give me the chance to give her the last rose." He said sotto voce.

  Xu Mey had no idea how to console him at all. She took a deep breath. "Weiwei’s loss was of life. She lost the battle of life and death. In your case, Jian Ge, you lost a part of yourself with her even when you’re alive. Somehow, your loss seems bigger to me."

  He Jian glanced at her face. He was trying to remember when he met her for the first time. She was bashful, weak, timid and fearful of everything around. She said to him back then, "Life teaches you to fear death. But death actually wants us to see the worst side of life. In the end, death always wins this battle. Because no matter what, living is so scary that we happily want to embrace the death."

  Right now, that same girl had changed drastically. She didn’t talk about death that easily as she used to do. He Jian was glad to know that she was accepting life instead of running behind death with potency.

  He ruffled her hair lovingly and gave her a sincere smile. She smiled back at him and looped her arm with his as they headed back towards the restaurant.

  After the meal, when everyone left the restaurant, Ye Jie walked beside Xu Mey and bent his head to whisper, "Did they break up or-?" He didn’t dare to complete his speculation.

  "She died." Xu Mey replied in a flat voice without any expressions on her face. Seeing Ye Jie in a daze, she added, "She was a cancer patient. She fought for 4 years but on the night before her wedding with Jian Ge, she lost the battle of life and death."

  "Your friends have really complicated love lives," Ye Jie commented reeling from the love crisis her friends had.

  But his simple comment worked as oil on the fire for Xu Mey. "Says the guy whose own girlfriend left him after 8 years of a relationship without any reason or rhyme." She was spitting fire and it took Ye Jie by surprise.

  "Really? You wanna go down that road?" He asked with a quirk of a brow.

  Xu Mey bit her tongue for not having control on it. "The four of them are like my dragon scales. Touch them and I’ll show you what going berserk means in reality."

  "I’ll keep that in mind." Ye Jie replied obediently.

  His calm reaction made Xu Mey feel guilty for bringing up his ex. ’I really need a filter for my mouth.’ She thought.

  "Did I go too far?" She asked after a moment’s pause.

  Ye Jie stared at her head drooped down in guilty and smiled. He stretched his hand towards her asking her to take it which she took without hesitation. "You didn’t say anything wrong. And I don’t want you to be guilty unless you really have committed a crime."

  She stared at their intertwined hands and asked, "What if I have done a crime?"

  Ye Jie stopped walking, turned his head and gazed into her black orbs. "Then I’ll……" He paused in a thoughtful manner. Xu Mey was staring anxiously at his face. He smiled and added, "I’ll make sure to stand by you through all of it."

  "What if my past’s tears are like a flood?" All of a sudden, she asked.

  "Then I’ll stand firm against that flood with you." He replied without missing a beat.

  "What if you can’t withstand the gush of tears with me?" She asked again.

  He brought their intertwined hands up and left a fleeting kiss on her knuckles. Then he placed the joined hands against his heart and raised his other hand to caress her soft cheek. "If I can’t withstand it…… Then I’ll drown in that gush of tears with you."

  Xu Mey was stunned at his reply. She didn’t realize when a tear trickled down her face. She only realized it when Ye Jie’s thumb wiped the tear away and his soft lips touched her forehead. He buried her head in his chest and placed his chin on her head while stroking her hair. "I didn’t know that my wife is so sensitive. You’re so easily touched. What if I was lying to you?" He asked jokingly.

  "I’ll cut you into pieces myself…… If you said it, you should keep your word. Otherwise, don’t just throw out your words like pebbles." He heard her muffled voice making him chuckle.

  "That’s a very dangerous outcome." He made her look up at him. "I’ll make sure to keep my words at all cost."

  "You better do……" She grumbled.

  "I will…… I will…… Now, please don’t let another teardrop from your eye." He coaxed her.

  "Who said it was a tear? Something went in my eye and that’s why it was watery. Do you really think your words were that touching? Such wishful thinking." To hide her weakness, she draped the arrogance over herself making Ye Jie amused with his wife’s antics.

  "You…… Are…… One…… Amazing…… Wife……" He enunciated each word and ruffled her hair rashly making her scowl.

  "Don’t mess up my hair." She bellowed with a glare.