I Married an Athlete Who is 1.85 Meters Tall, and We Fell in Love After Getting Married - Chapter 4

“Sister, you’re still not asleep at this hour?” Kuang Xun asked, surprised. Kuang Qingshang was usually very health-conscious; an athlete’s body was their capital, so why would she be awake at this time?

Kuang Qingshang didn’t answer, only saying, “What kind of person do you think I am?”

Kuang Xun: “…”

Her sister specifically called her via an international call just to ask this simple question? Her sister had definitely changed after getting married.

After serious thought for a minute, Kuang Xun gave the standard answer: “A person who pursues excellence.”

Kuang Qingshang was a typical perfectionist, seeking to achieve the best in everything. A person like her would be outstanding anywhere, even her height was exceptional.

“What’s wrong? Did someone say something gossipy at Grandpa’s birthday banquet yesterday?” Kuang Xun’s voice suddenly turned colder. People used to gossip, especially after their father passed away. Second Uncle and Third Uncle would point fingers, suggesting their father’s death was related to their mother, Feng Shu. Even if there was a connection, Kuang Xun and Kuang Qingshang would unconditionally side with Feng Shu.

Kuang Qingshang: “Nothing, I was just asking. You should rest early.”

Kuang Xun said, “But I just woke up. It’s morning here.”

The time difference where she was was nearly eight hours ahead of home.

Kuang Qingshang: “…”

The sisters fell silent.

Eventually, Kuang Xun ended the call first and instructed, “Sister, if you have anything on your mind, tell us. Don’t bottle it up.”

Although Kuang Xun was the younger sister, her mental health was much better than Kuang Qingshang’s.

“Mhm, I know.” Kuang Qingshang massaged her temples firmly, lay in bed with her eyes open for a long time, and finally picked up her phone again.

After the obscure user disappeared, Sang Xiao chatted with her listeners for a while, fighting off drowsiness. Then, she selected a few lyrical songs, set them on loop, and went to sleep.

When the alarm woke her up in the morning, Sang Xiao’s head felt heavy. She had to go to work today, but she hadn’t slept well last night.

Sang Xiao was someone who needed ample sleep. If she didn’t get enough sleep the night before, she would be listless the next day.

Sang Xiao dragged herself up, trying to cheer up to wash up. Just before leaving, she noticed a new message from Kuang Qingshang on her phone, sent at 2 a.m.

Kuang Qingshang was truly a night owl.

She was still awake at that hour.

The double-standard Sang Xiao completely failed to consider that she hadn’t been asleep either at that time, as the culprit for her sleeplessness was Kuang Qingshang.

Let’s find some time to talk.

Talk about what? Sang Xiao jolted, feeling suddenly awake. All her previous exhaustion vanished.

Why would Kuang Qingshang suddenly want to talk to her?

Sang Xiao recalled her interaction with Kuang Qingshang last night. Only the words exchanged downstairs at the apartment building were somewhat ambiguous.

At the time, Kuang Qingshang wanted her to move back, implicitly and explicitly hinting that staying at the apartment was inappropriate since they were married.

Was it finally time for that step?

Was everything from the dream about to happen?

Sang Xiao’s mood was complicated when she went to work at the kindergarten. Teacher Kang kept looking like she wanted to speak, but Sang Xiao didn’t notice. Her attention, besides the still energetic children, was completely drawn to Kuang Qingshang’s message.

During lunchtime, when the children were taking their naps, Sang Xiao specifically checked Chengcheng’s bed to make sure she was truly asleep. Then, she returned to the office and replied to Kuang Qingshang’s message: “Where should we talk?”

What they needed to discuss couldn’t be explained in a few sentences; it required a face-to-face conversation.

Kuang Qingshang instantly replied: “At home, is that okay?”

Sang Xiao understood ‘at home’ referred to their matrimonial home.

Sang Xiao replied: “Okay.”

After work, Sang Xiao’s usual relaxed demeanor was replaced by a worried expression. Even the little child Chengcheng noticed and worried about her. Like a mini-adult, she asked, “Teacher Sang, why are you unhappy? Is it because you have to come back to the kindergarten tomorrow?”

Chengcheng then added with pride, “Tomorrow is Saturday. Mommy said I don’t have to come to the kindergarten and can sleep in.”

Sang Xiao: “…”

After dropping off Chengcheng, Sang Xiao resignedly drove her green Beetle slowly toward their matrimonial home.

During the drive, Bian Yan called and asked, “Want to go see a movie tonight?”

Sang Xiao was surprised, “Are there any new movies out recently?”

“Yeah,” Bian Yan briefly introduced the newly released film over the phone.

Sang Xiao listened intently but said, “I have something on today, and I didn’t sleep well last night.”

Watching movies was one of Sang Xiao’s few hobbies, but unfortunately, good movies were rare these days. Sang Xiao then mentioned the fact that Kuang Qingshang had messaged her in the middle of the night.

Bian Yan analyzed, “Up late in the middle of the night? And then she messaged you? I heard athletes have a rich nightlife and often frequent nightclubs. Kuang Qingshang isn’t hiding it at all, is she?”

Sang Xiao thought the same. She wondered what Kuang Qingshang wanted to talk to her about. Was it to set ground rules? To ask her not to interfere with her nightlife? If that were the case, that would be… great!

Sang Xiao procrastinated on her way home, but didn’t see Kuang Qingshang when she arrived. Instead, Auntie Li, the housekeeper, greeted her.

“Xiao Sang is back!”

Sang Xiao had lived there for a month before and was familiar with Auntie Li. She looked around: “Auntie Li, where is Kuang… Qingshang?”

Auntie Li: “Miss is in the gym. I’ll go call her.”

Sang Xiao said, “No need, I’m not in a rush.”

Auntie Li: “Then I’ll start making dinner.”

By the time Kuang Qingshang emerged from the gym, she had already showered, and her hair was still a bit damp. She was wearing flats, but was still very tall.

Sang Xiao immediately stood up, her gaze like a measuring tape, confirming once again that Kuang Qingshang’s height had absolutely no exaggeration—a barefoot 185. Sang Xiao, who was 155 but always rounded up to 160, fell silent.

Perhaps because she was at home, Kuang Qingshang was dressed casually in soft beige loungewear. Her slightly damp hair draped behind her, adding a touch of femininity and making her seem more approachable, without the strong sense of aggression she usually exuded. However, the pressure from her height was still there. Sang Xiao felt that Kuang Qingshang might be easier to talk to today, but she still didn’t know what they would discuss.

Kuang Qingshang: “Let’s eat first.”

Sang Xiao noticed Kuang Qingshang’s voice was much softer, though it sounded a bit awkward. She declined: “Let’s talk first.”

Kuang Qingshang paused: “Alright then.”

They sat facing each other. Sang Xiao placed her hands neatly on her lap and went straight to the point: “What do we need to talk about?”

Kuang Qingshang’s expression also became serious. Under Sang Xiao’s nervous and uneasy gaze, she said, “What kind of person do you think I am?”

Sang Xiao: “???”

Kuang Qingshang called her here just to talk about this?

“Although we’re married, we haven’t had a good talk. I want us to get to know each other,” Kuang Qingshang explained slowly.

Seeing that Kuang Qingshang didn’t seem to be lying, Sang Xiao thought for a long time and said, “A very tall person.”

She knew the answer was somewhat perfunctory, but stating objective facts was less likely to offend. She couldn’t very well say she felt Kuang Qingshang was a suspected pervert who enjoyed tormenting short people, a seemingly promiscuous basketball player, and a huge person who slept deeper than anyone in her dreams…

Looking up, she saw Kuang Qingshang showed no reaction. Sang Xiao weakly asked, “What about me? What kind of person do you think I am?”

She needed to know how Kuang Qingshang saw her so she could proceed with the conversation. This was a perfect opportunity to ask Kuang Qingshang how she viewed their marriage: Was she planning to lead separate lives? Or was she ready to take it seriously?

Kuang Qingshang appeared to think seriously, taking even longer than Sang Xiao. Finally, she said expressionlessly: “A somewhat short person.”

Sang Xiao: “…”

Blatant retaliation!

She was grateful that Kuang Qingshang didn’t use the word “very” and instead opted for “somewhat.”

Receiving Sang Xiao’s deep resentment, Kuang Qingshang said, “I won’t joke with you anymore.”

Sang Xiao: “…”

So, she was joking just now.

She really hadn’t been able to tell at all.

The atmosphere between the two gradually grew tense. Kuang Qingshang became serious: “We are married. The reason I wanted to talk to you is that I hope we can live like a normal married couple. I hope you can move over here.”

Without waiting for Sang Xiao to object, Kuang Qingshang continued, “As your wife, I think I have the right to make this request. If you have any requests for me, you can also state them directly, and I will do my best to fulfill them.”

Sang Xiao automatically translated this as Kuang Qingshang intended for them to lead separate lives as long as they maintained a peaceful appearance as a married couple, gave each other face in front of the elders, and occasionally performed ‘marital duties.’

Her parents would indeed ask a lot of questions. When she first moved back to her apartment, her excuse was that the apartment was closer to the kindergarten. At that time, Kuang Qingshang wasn’t home either, so she truly didn’t need to specifically live far away from work.

But she was already married.

Why was she still being controlled by her parents?

Actually, this place was also quite close to the kindergarten. There was a housekeeper, so she wouldn’t have to cook, and there was a yard outside. As their matrimonial home, this small villa was almost perfect. The only flaw was that Kuang Qingshang was also here.

But as the weaker party in an arranged marriage, she couldn’t have everything. Sang Xiao finally conceded: “Alright, but we need to sleep in separate rooms.”

Kuang Qingshang’s voice lightened: “Of course, feelings need to be cultivated slowly.”

After they reached an agreement, they ate dinner together. This was the first time Sang Xiao had a meal alone with Kuang Qingshang.

Kuang Qingshang ate slowly and meticulously, only her appetite was much larger than Sang Xiao’s. Considering Kuang Qingshang’s muscular physique, Sang Xiao found it normal, especially since Kuang Qingshang’s diet was likely professionally managed.

Afterward, the two engaged in awkward small talk.

“I’ll be quite free for the next while. You can reach out to me if you need anything,” Kuang Qingshang implied that she was quite easy to get along with.

Sang Xiao verbally agreed, but thought to herself that she wouldn’t have anything to seek Kuang Qingshang for. As long as Kuang Qingshang didn’t look for her, everything would be fine.

Moving went smoothly because Sang Xiao didn’t have many belongings to begin with. The house was fully furnished. She only needed to bring her daily necessities and clothes. As for the apartment, it could serve as her second little home.

Sang Xiao discovered that Kuang Qingshang was not as free as she claimed. To maintain her form, even during a break, Kuang Qingshang constantly went to the stadium to play basketball and spent several hours in the gym every day when she returned. In short, Kuang Qingshang seemed to have an endless supply of energy to expend.

Her stamina was too good.

Sang Xiao silently sighed. She was naturally not fond of exercise and was somewhat wary of muscles… She would always quietly avoid large, muscular people.

When Kuang Qingshang came out of the gym again, her sports vest was largely soaked with sweat. Her hair was tied in a simple ponytail, her abdominal V-cut was clear, and her arm muscles were defined. Additionally, she had an ultimate waist-to-hip ratio and a just-right bust size.

Anyone who saw this hormone-exploding scene would react with ‘Ahhh, I want her!’, but Sang Xiao’s first feeling was: Kuang Qingshang could punch two of her to death.

Kuang Qingshang: “…”