My Wife Came From A Thousand Years Ago

Chapter 70: I like you, it's not against the law

Chapter 70: I like you, it's not against the law

That was careless.

Xu Qing deeply regretted it now.

The action wasn't much in itself, but for Jiang He, it was too sudden.

Why couldn’t he keep his hands to himself?!

"Don’t worry, I..."

He scratched his head after a moment of thought and decided, "Forget it, I’ll just be honest."

"Honest about what?" Jiang He stared at him, a sense of dread creeping up on her.

"I..."

Xu Qing froze, suddenly realizing that a confession of honesty was basically a confession of feelings.

This wasn't right...

Meeting Jiang He’s gaze, he steeled himself. "I planned this."

"Huh?"

"Look, we’ve known each other for so long, living under the same roof for months now. We talk, we hang out..." Xu Qing gestured with his hands, thought for a moment, then explained in terms she could understand, "There’s a saying: 'affection grows over time.' It’s just feelings. After spending so much time together these past months, it’s natural for me to develop feelings for you... You know what feelings are, right?"

"A... a good feeling?" Jiang He’s sense of foreboding grew stronger.

"Close enough. Basically, it starts with not disliking someone, and then it turns into liking them a little—liking someone is normal, right?"

"... Right?" Jiang He was stunned. Could liking someone really be considered abnormal?

Of course not.

"So... so it just happened, totally subconsciously, without any ulterior motives." Xu Qing ran a hand through his hair to emphasize his point.

"..."

"..."

Jiang He widened her eyes slightly as she looked at him.

"Don’t you have anything to say?" Xu Qing was puzzled. What kind of reaction was this?

Blushing a little would be fine.

Or maybe clenching her fists and shouting: No! You’re my benefactor, we can’t! — anything would be better than this silent stare.

"..." Jiang He thought seriously for a moment. "So you’re saying... you like me?"

"It’s not reasonable," Xu Qing answered his own question. "Why should helping you mean I can’t like you? That’s not fair—to either of us. So if you want to leave, I won’t stop you. Our debt is settled. You teach me another martial art, I help you find a place, and we’re still even. Then we can talk about liking or not liking."

"Of course, you don’t have to like me. You might not like my face, or that I’m a homebody, or maybe you just don’t feel a spark. That’s fine. But you can’t say it’s because I helped you—that’s not fair, to either of us."

He spread his hands. "We’re clear and innocent, with a clear conscience... Liking you doesn’t break any laws. Does it?"

"I never thought about it that way," Jiang He stood in the living room, flustered.

"By the time you think it through, it’ll be too late," Xu Qing said. "You’ve been resisting this whole time... trying to leave the moment you sense it. That’s not right. Liking is just liking, whether it’s affection over time or love at first sight. There’s no logic to it. We live to make ourselves happy. If liking me makes you happy, then embrace it. If not liking me makes you happy, then leave openly. What does that have to do with debts?"

"But... but..."

"No buts. Second Boss said you shouldn’t offer yourself in marriage—that’s when there’s no affection involved. But unless you plan to live alone forever, you’ll need someone by your side. Why should helping you disqualify me?"

"I didn’t disqualify you!" Jiang He’s face turned red.

"Then why are you leaving?"

"..."

Jiang He froze. Yeah, why was she leaving?

"You said you’d simp for me!"

"I..." Xu Qing opened his mouth, "I just meant I’d be good to you, not actually simp for you."

"Really?"

"Really."

"I don’t believe you."

"You’ll hit me."

"Because it’s gross."

"I’m scared of you hitting me, so I won’t simp. No grossness involved."

"..."

Jiang He was out of words.

"Come sit down. Let’s talk more about this ‘I like you’ thing," Xu Qing patted the couch.

"No!"

Jiang He snapped back to her senses. Even though he made a lot of sense, things shouldn’t be like this.

She’d just been planning to leave, and this guy was trying to trick—no, not trick.

Something wasn’t right.