This is not a question that Liu Mingyan ever expected to be asked, but the answer rises instantly to her lips: of course not.
"No," she says. She's had this conversation with other wives, when they come to her in the dead of night, heartsick that they're unable to lift the weight from their beloved's shoulders. Luo Binghe is not built to be happy, anymore than she is; it is one of the things that unites them, the understanding that brief satisfaction—whether through pleasure or revenge—is the closest thing to true contentment they are capable of. "I have never known you to be happy, any more than you have known it of me."
This has been an unspoken truth between them; it is both freeing and a little frightening to speak it aloud.
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Date: 2023-12-13 11:24 pm (UTC)"No," she says. She's had this conversation with other wives, when they come to her in the dead of night, heartsick that they're unable to lift the weight from their beloved's shoulders. Luo Binghe is not built to be happy, anymore than she is; it is one of the things that unites them, the understanding that brief satisfaction—whether through pleasure or revenge—is the closest thing to true contentment they are capable of. "I have never known you to be happy, any more than you have known it of me."
This has been an unspoken truth between them; it is both freeing and a little frightening to speak it aloud.