Juhua didn't panic or demand to know what he was planning. A wave of ferocity washed over her too. 'When you can't even survive, who gives a damn about the law?' All they wanted was a simple, peaceful life. But when even that basic existence was threatened, they would be like grass sprouting from a crack in a stone, brandishing its tenacious life force to declare that so-called 'rights' were nothing but a joke.
The two chatted and laughed intimately, splashing each other playfully as they washed in the river. Whenever their eyes met, their hearts connected and their feelings intertwined, and they couldn't help but want to move closer for a kiss. Still, they managed to remember they were outdoors—if anyone saw, there would be gossip, even though they were now married.
