Five years after my wife's death, she came back!

Shi Ying was wearing a beige windbreaker, her long hair tied back, with a few stray hairs stuck to her fair face after being wet by the rain.

Her round eyes sparkled, and while Shang Chenyan was still frozen in place, the girl had already run towards him.

"Shang Chen Inkstone!"

Shi Ying ran up to him, rushed over and hugged him.

Shang Chenyan was still in a daze, but his body quickly caught her.

Smelling his familiar scent, Shi Ying finally felt much more at ease. She leaned on his shoulder and said, "I'm here to keep you company."

Shi Ying only brought a small suitcase, which she left at the front door. Jiang Wen, being very perceptive, helped her push it upstairs first.

Shang Chenyan's throat was dry, and it took him a long time to find his voice: "You...how did you get here?"

Shi Ying was chilled by the wind and rain; she was the unlucky one who had only brought an umbrella but couldn't keep warm.

She pressed her cold cheek against his neck to warm it: "I missed you. I couldn't eat or sleep well all day without you by my side, so I came to find you."

"Do you really want to too?" Shi Ying raised her head, squinting at him threateningly, as if she would bite him to death if he dared to say no.

Shang Chenyan's hands trembled slightly as he held her, and his voice was hoarse as he spoke: "I miss you, I miss you so much too."

He held the girl tightly in his arms, as if she would disappear if he let go.

This hotel is the largest in Linxian County. Although it was late at night, there were still quite a few people passing by in the lobby, their eyes subtly glancing at the two of them.

Shi Ying noticed and pinched his arm a little embarrassedly: "Let's go back to the room, I'm so cold."

Shang Chenyan took a deep breath, suppressing the surging joy in his heart.

He carried her like a child and led her back to the room.

The suitcase was already placed by the door, and Jiang Wen tactfully left.

As soon as she opened the door, the warm air that rushed in made Shi Ying's frozen body shiver.

She couldn't help but complain, "The weather here is so weird, it's summer and it's so cold."

Shang Chenyan put her down, and Shi Ying took off her coat, revealing a thin T-shirt underneath, slightly damp, that clung tightly to her figure.

Shang Chenyan hugged her tightly from behind again, his voice low and tinged with disbelief: "Yingying, why did you want to come?"

He didn't quite believe Shi Ying's words about missing him. Only he was afraid of losing Shi Ying. No matter how much Shi Ying loved him, she wasn't this clingy.

Shi Ying shifted in his arms, dissatisfied: "Can't I just miss you? When you're with me, I feel like every day is just like this, so ordinary and uneventful, but when you're not here, I feel like the whole day is so boring."

"Then you shouldn't have come without saying a word." Shang Chenyan's tone was slightly reproachful. "It's been a long journey, and it's so late. It's not safe at all."

"I know." Shi Ying pouted. "I'm not a child. I told Pei Yanchuan before I came. He arranged the driver for me. It's very safe."

She turned around and said, "I didn't tell you beforehand because I wanted to surprise you."

Shang Chenyan didn't speak, his dark eyes fixed on her face.

Shi Ying bit her lip in dissatisfaction: "Aren't you happy? Do you think I'm bothering you?"

As she spoke, she angrily looked around: "Are you secretly hiding something I don't know about...?"

Before she could finish speaking, Shang Chenyan suddenly pushed her down onto the sofa, leaned over her, and kissed her fiercely, cupping her face in his hands.

"Hmm..." Shi Ying was startled by his sudden movement, but soon, she felt his rapid heartbeat as she placed her hand on his chest.

She softened her body and let him kiss her.

Shang Chenyan felt like he was dreaming. Last night he could only sleep alone, clutching her clothes, and today she appeared in front of him.

She also said she missed him.

But Shang Chenyan knew very well that she was worried about him and afraid that he would feel guilty, which was why she said that.

His eyes were a little red, and he could only kiss her more deeply to express his ecstatic joy.

After what seemed like an eternity, Shi Ying was finally out of breath, her lips almost numb. She quickly pushed the man away, dodging his kiss: "I'm cold, I want to take a shower first."

Shang Chenyan loosened his grip slightly, his Adam's apple bobbing. "I'll take you there."

With that, he picked up the girl and carried her into the bathroom.

The hotel facilities here are rather basic; there is no bathtub, only a showerhead.

Steam rose from the bathroom, a white layer of mist covering the glass door. The slightly unstable glass door swayed gently from time to time, with two pale hands supporting it, leaving small marks.

Shi Ying's head was spinning from the heat, and she was almost entirely leaning against the man's chest. Her hands slid down uncontrollably, leaving a long mark on the glass door.

......

An hour later, Shang Chenyan wrapped the person in his arms in a bath towel and carried her out.

Shi Ying lay listlessly on his lap, letting him use a hairdryer to dry her hair.

The only sound in the room was the hum of a hairdryer. The man moved gently, his fingers running through her fragrant hair, silky and smooth.

By the time Shang Chenyan finished blow-drying her hair, Shi Ying was almost asleep.

"Yingying..." The man lowered his head and kissed her forehead, "Thank you... thank you for coming to be with me..."

Shi Ying rolled over and hugged his neck: "If you keep talking to me so politely, I'm going to get angry."

Shang Chenyan smiled and said, "Alright, I won't say anything more."

"Come here, did you take Niannian to Yan Chuan's place?"

Shi Ying shook her head: "If Niannian doesn't want to go anywhere else, I'll have him move in and help us take care of Niannian for a few days."

"Then he's probably cursing us out to Niannian right now." Shang Chenyan's voice was tinged with laughter. "Yan Chuan is reliable in his work, but his mouth is just too talkative."

"I used to be curious about how you two, one a quiet type and the other a loudmouth, became friends back in school."

Shi Ying joked for a bit, then glanced at the clock on the wall; it was already past midnight. "Niannian should be asleep by now. Let's call her again tomorrow."

She yawned as she spoke, "Shang Chenyan, I'm sleepy too, carry me inside."

"Okay." The man nuzzled her nose and carried her into the bedroom inside the suite.

As soon as Shi Ying touched the bed, she felt something under the blanket.

She touched it with her fingers, then pulled it out.

It's a set of clothes.

It looked very familiar; it was the loungewear she wore at home.

Shi Ying looked at Shang Chenyan.

A hint of embarrassment flashed in the man's eyes.