I transmigrated six years back in time. Right onto the night of my childhood friend’s nineteenth birthday party.
Surrounded by a roaring, raucous crowd of classmates, everyone was egging me on to confess to the poorest, gloomiest boy in school.
My childhood friend smirked, pouring oil on the fire. “They told you to go, so just go. Don’t tell me you actually have a secret crush on me, Xu Zhizhi? Is that why you can’t bear to leave?”
Before I could gather my senses, the crowd shoved me hard from behind, sending me stumbling right into the gloomy boy’s path.
He slowly raised his eyes to look at me. His face was deathly pale, his gaze dark and icy.
I hadn’t the faintest idea what was going on. But looking at that familiar face, pure instinct took over. I grabbed his ice-cold fingers and blurted out:
“Hubby? What are you doing out here instead of staying home to babysit?”