Xie Zhi and Fang Xianxing who had known each other for less than three days through a blind date sat in the same car in front of the civil affairs bureau. They had a disagreement and failed to get married.
Xie Zhi immediately took out his phone, slid through his contacts, and randomly selected the next marriage candidate.
The woman snatched his phone and hung up. Looking at his phone wallpaper, she awkwardly changed the subject: “An ancient painting, eh? It looks pretty good, it’s just that the person in the painting looks a bit like me.”
When he heard this, he sarcastically mocked her for being so delusional, completely unaware that, the person in front of him was the reincarnation of Wen Ru, the famous prime minister of Yuan Shun whom he most admired…
The female CEO who doesn’t want to get married with a divorce agreement in hand × The male archaeological researcher who will only get married if he’s sure he can get divorced
Past life: Wen Ru, the famous prime minister of Yuan Shun × Fu Clan, the righteous prince consort
Content tags: Male pregnancy, Urban romance, happy enemies, past and present lives, sweet story
In the beginning, Xie Zhi showed absolutely no interest in Fang Xianxing as a person. The only reason Xie Zhi agreed to marry Fang Xianxing was to gain access to the underwater archaeology project at the Boundary Sea.
when Fang Xianxing rescued Xie Zhi after he was drugged. Her gentle care and consideration pierced straight through his defenses. For the first time, Xie Zhi saw Fang Xianxing clearly – her beauty, her strength, her kindness. It was like waking from a long slumber, his heart suddenly alive and yearning.
From that moment on, Xie Zhi was a man possessed. Every touch, every glance from Fang Xianxing set his body aflame. He found himself seeking her approval, craving her attention. When she praised his cooking, his chest swelled with pride.
The pivotal moment came during Xie Zhi’s near-death experience at the bottom of the sea. Trapped in the darkness, thoughts of Fang Xianxing fueled his will to live. Clinging to Wen Ru’s statue, a mysterious black-hooded figure appeared, giving him a jade pendant for Fang Xianxing. Right then, Xie Zhi understood the depths of his love for her. Waking in Fang Xianxing’s embrace, he nuzzled her neck, tears of relief flowing.
But doubts crept in when Fang Xianxing revealed she had regained memories as Wen Ru. Xie Zhi’s heart seized with dread – would she leave him for her past husband Fu Yizhou? His fears swelled with Fang Xianxing’s gentler yet more distant demeanor. One night, overwhelmed by despair, Xie Zhi tried to jump off the balcony to “wake from this nightmare.” As he fell, Fang Xianxing leaped to catch him, injuring her ankle. Seeing her pain, guilt engulfed Xie Zhi. He held her tight, weeping apologies.
Afterwards, a glimmer of possessiveness arose. Xie Zhi resolved to become Fu Yizhou, doing anything to keep Fang Xianxing, even concealing the truth about the black-hooded figure. His heart had decided – in this life or any other, he wanted Fang Xianxing for himself alone.
Months later, as Xie Zhi went into labor, anxiety gripped him. Sweat drenched his pale face, teeth clenched in pain. He felt vulnerable, silently pleading for the baby’s safety. When their daughter was born, healthy and perfect, Xie Zhi nearly crumpled in relief, tears streaming down his face. Together, they marveled at the new life they created, their baby girl cooing in their arms.
But the ultimate test arrived as they dived to unravel the mystery of Xie Zhi’s visions. Xie Zhi’s heart raced as the black-hooded figure greeted Fang Xianxing joyfully. As it playfully circled them before merging into Xie Zhi, a lifetime of memories flooded back – memories of his past as Fu Yizhou, Wen Ru’s husband. Waking in Fang Xianxing’s arms, Xie Zhi broke down, half-laughing, half-crying as he nuzzled against her, whispering “I remember, I remember everything.”
In the end, it wasn’t the memories that mattered, but the love that endured across lifetimes. As Fang Xianxing tenderly dried Xie Zhi’s tears, she asked if he’d like to be called Fu Yizhou now. But Xie Zhi shook his head, eyes shining with gentle certainty. “No,” he murmured, entwining their hands. “In this life, I am Xie Zhi, your husband. That’s who I want to be, forever and always.”
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