The Proposal and Wedding Preparation
The two extra days at Li Han’s parents’ house passed in a strange, suspended kind of peace. The twins behaved themselves—mostly. They helped with chores without being asked, carried firewood like they’d been doing it their whole lives, and even sat through Elder Huang’s long stories about the old days without once checking their phones.
Li Han kept waiting for the other shoe to drop. For one of them to corner him in the narrow hallway and whisper about marriage again. For the inevitable puppy-eyed begging. But nothing. Not a single word. It unnerved him.
Back in the city, the silence stretched. One week. Then another. The twins were affectionate as ever—kisses pressed to his temple while he worked, hands always finding his waist when they passed eac
