"Do you like her?" Old Master Winter asked.
Nox was taken aback by the question.
Old Master Winter said again, "If you don't like her, why are you marrying her?"
"Feelings can be nurtured. Since I have a good impression of her at first sight, we can slowly nurture our relationship after we get married. What's wrong with that?"
"Nox, marriage is not child's play." Old Master Winter was serious. "Since you don't like her, don't hurt her."
"Grandfather, marriage doesn't necessarily mean love. I am at a certain age now where I would have to start a family and have children. As to whether I like her or not, the marriage would eventually develop kinship. Even if I don't like her, it won't be as bad as you think."
"You can think for yourself." Old Master Winter did not dwell on the topic. "Anyway, you know yourself the best, and it's up to you to decide whether you're happy with your life or not."
Nox pursed his lips.
