With a ‘BANG!’ the water glass on the bedside table rolled to the ground, rolling half a meter away.

Luo Yu’s hands were pinned to the pillow by He Xu, who forced open her lips and entered her deeply.

She couldn’t speak; she was being kissed so much she was almost suffocating.

Just as she was about to suffocate, he withdrew and kissed her neck and sucked on her collarbone.

Luo Yu gasped for breath, still upset about the water glass she had dropped. “You knocked my glass down! Pick it up right now!”

“…” He Xu looked at the person beneath him, “At a time like this, you’re still thinking about the cup?”

Luo Yu rolled her eyes. “Why would I be thinking about you instead of the cup?”

Less than five minutes later, Luo Yu was begging for mercy, feeling as if her heart had almost been pushed out of her chest.

She shamelessly buried her face in his neck and cried.

He Xu coaxed her; only at this time would she be willing to cling to him, and only at this time would he find her pleasing to the eye.

More than an hour later, the cup that had rolled off the bed was finally picked up.

Luo Yu pushed him, “You should leave as soon as you’ve taken a shower.”

“I’ll stay here tonight.”

“My bed is so small!”

He Xu went to the bathroom. “Then you can sleep on the sofa.”

Luo Yu: “…”

He Xu searched for a long time in the cabinet under the sink but couldn’t find a toothbrush or an unused towel.

“Luo Yu!” He opened the door. “Do you even know how to manage a household? Don’t you know you should keep towels and toothbrushes at home?”

Luo Yu lifted her eyelids slightly. “Preparing towels and toothbrushes just ties up money, doesn’t it? Do you think everyone is as rich as you?”

“…”

He Xu was so angry that his chest hurt.

Luo Yu took out a newly bought towel and toothbrush from the supermarket shopping bag on the coffee table and gave them to him. The towel was pink; she had bought it for herself, but who knew he would come over tonight and stay.

He Xu looked at the pink towel and pink toothbrush and felt his chest hurt even more.

He complained, “Why didn’t you prepare a set for me? I’ve already prepared all your daily necessities at my place.”

Luo Yu shrugged, “It’s your business if you want to bother yourself, why do I have to bother myself too?”

“…”

He Xu tossed the towel and toothbrush onto the sink, strode over to her, and Luo Yu, huddled on the sofa, yelled, “What are you doing?!”

He held her in his arms, kissing and biting her, and occasionally scratching her.

“He Xu, try scratching me again! Have you forgotten how you broke your little finger?”

“Preparing things for me is self-torture?”

Luo Yu was both crying and laughing at his antics and finally had to beg for mercy, “He Xu, do you even like me?! How can you be like this?”

He Xu paused, then kissed her from her neck to her lips, gazing at her intently, “You care a lot about whether I love you or not, do you?”

Luo Yu spat at him, “Dream on! I don’t care.”

He Xu kissed her again, “How about we both admit we like each other? Then we won’t have to keep testing each other.”

“I wasn’t testing you!”

“Who’s the puppy who just asked me if I like you?”

“…” Luo Yu laughed in anger and hit him.

He Xu carried her to the bathroom and stood with her under the warm water.

He whispered in her ear, “How about we acknowledge how we feel about each other?”

“You go first.”

“Let’s say it together.”

“You’re full of tricks, but I won’t fall for them.”

“… Luo Yu, put your hand on your heart and tell me, after being together for so long, who’s the more cunning one here? I’m honest and straightforward, and you…”

Luo Yu couldn’t stand it anymore and interrupted him, “Can you even stand listening to yourself?”

He Xu held her earlobe in his mouth and confessed his love to her in the Suzhou dialect.

Luo Yu wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him.

He Xu was initially insistent that she had to say she loved him too, but when she kissed him so passionately, he felt that whether she said it or not wasn’t that important after all, and let her have her way for once.

… … translated by Maela @ whitemoonlighttranslations.com

After taking a shower, the two of them squeezed onto a small bed that was only one meter wide.

He Xu noticed that Luo Yu had started to cling to him and wanted to sleep in his arms, something that would have been impossible before. She had always been like an eel, impossible for him to catch.

He looked down at her and asked, “When are we going to get our marriage certificate?”

Luo Yu was stunned for a moment, then raised her hand and rubbed his face hard. “Are you drunk? What nonsense are you talking about?”

He took her fingertip in his mouth and kissed it. “Don’t you know whether I’ve been drinking or not?”

Luo Yu remained silent.

“Answer me.”

“Do it sneakily?”

“No need to sneak around, I’ll hold your hand and we’ll go in through the front door.”

“…”

Luo Yu realized that he was mocking her.

She laughed and pinched his chin twice, very lightly, not wanting to use too much force.

It wasn’t that she didn’t want to get the marriage certificate with him, but she’d be forced to divorce him by his family after getting it anyway, so what was even the point?

Her cousin was so beautiful and attended a university a hundred times better than hers, but Pei Shixiao’s parents still looked down on her. She knew her place; He Xu’s family was far more powerful and influential than Pei Shixiao’s, so how could his parents allow him to marry someone from an ordinary family?

She was content to have this genuine romance with him, and she has never thought much about marriage.

Life was short, so enjoying it while they could was the most important thing.

“He Xu, don’t let your emotions cloud your judgment.” She touched his face. “Go to sleep.”

He Xu grabbed her hand. “Is it so hard to take responsibility for me?” 

In truth, he understood her concerns.

“I’ve already told my parents.”

“What did you tell them?” Luo Yu’s heart suddenly jumped into her throat.

“I said Jiang Shenghe introduced me to a girlfriend—his wife’s younger sister.” He twirled her long hair with his fingertips. “Guess what my parents said?”

“I can’t guess.” It was because she didn’t want to guess.

“My parents said, ‘Why would anyone want to be with you?’”

Luo Yu chuckled, “You’re just trying to make me happy.” She kissed his chin, “Goodnight.”

He Xu knew that he couldn’t persuade her with just a few words. She had thought a long time before agreeing to date him, let alone getting a marriage certificate without the consent of both families.

“Then I’ll have to use my ultimate move.”

Luo Yu was exhausted and starting to feel sleepy. “Hmm, what special move?”

He Xu teased her, “Go home and make a scene with my parents. Cry, throw a tantrum, and threaten to hang myself.”

“… Your parents will beat you to death.”

Luo Yu was drowsy, so He Xu didn’t disturb her anymore. He lowered his head and kissed her forehead. Luo Yu seemed carefree, but she actually thought about many things.

He only recently came up with the idea of getting a marriage certificate. There was no one else but him in this world who could tolerate someone as stubborn and bad-tempered as her.

Just consider it his contribution to society.

He Xu kissed her again.

His WeChat profile picture was still that little raindrop that had fallen into the clutches of evil. His mother even asked him why he used such a strange profile picture. His father couldn’t stand it and ordered him to change it, scolding him for having no ambition or drive and for only knowing how to play all day.

He explained to his parents that his fate was lacking the element of water, and that the picture was specially drawn by a Daoist master.

His parents got so angry they almost blocked him.

Seventh Year of My Secret Love for You translated by Maela @ whitemoonlighttranslations.com

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T/N: In case you forgot, that ‘Yu’ in Luo Yu’s name means rain 😅

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