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

It was already evening when they got back to the hotel. Knowing that they would be going back the next day, Shi Ying started packing her luggage as soon as she returned.

"Don't bother, I'll take care of it later." Shang Chenyan poured her some warm water, brought over the medicine, and took the folded clothes from her hands.

Shi Ying took the water, took the medicine, and then sat aside to watch him tidy up.

"Shang Chenyan, you are so virtuous." Thinking of this word, Shi Ying suddenly laughed to herself.

Shang Chenyan raised his hand and tapped her forehead: "Take your medicine and go rest. Think about what you want to eat tonight."

Shi Ying rested her chin on her hands, gazing at the rosy sunset and rolling green hills outside the window: "I wonder what good food is available here?"

As she spoke, she stood up, bracing her hands on the windowsill, and suddenly turned around and called out, "Shang Chenyan, come here quickly."

"What's wrong?" The man put down what he was doing and obediently walked over.

In Linjiang, Linxian County, their room was on the top floor of the hotel. Looking out, the sunset and the outline of the green mountains were reflected on the river in the distance.

Small boats glided slowly across the river, while pink clouds drifted across the sky. The setting sun hid behind the green mountains, its reddish light piercing through the clouds and casting a crimson glow on the shimmering water.

Shi Ying felt that this scene was like a scene from her childhood Chinese textbook.

It's a simple landscape that's hard to find again after growing up.

She stared at the scene, momentarily stunned.

Shang Chenyan hugged her from behind and kissed the top of her head: "Does it look good?"

"Mmm." Shi Ying leaned against his hard chest. "I remember when we were in school, we often went for a walk on the playground in the evening. The sunset back then was just as beautiful as it is now."

Shang Chenyan was deeply moved; she still remembered these little things.

The sun set quickly, and soon the sunset was over and the sky darkened.

Shi Ying was still in his arms, his chin resting on the top of her head. She said, "Shang Chenyan, I've only ever watched the sunset with you."

Life in reality is always busy, with reading and working, and we rush around with our heads down every day, without even having the energy to appreciate the most ordinary scenery in life.

"Me too."

He had lived for twenty-eight years, and the sunrise and sunset were the most ordinary things in his life. He never paid attention to them, except when he was with her. Shi Ying would take him for walks and take him to watch the sunrise and sunset.

Even the most ordinary things become joyful when done with her.

Shang Chenyan tilted his head and kissed her: "You are my only one too."

*

night.

Shang Chenyan held a meeting outside the suite, and by the time he finished washing up, it was almost midnight.

Upon entering the bedroom, they found Shi Ying staring wide-eyed at the ceiling.

"Why aren't you asleep yet?" Shang Chenyan got into bed and pulled her into his arms. "Didn't I tell you not to wait for me?"

Shi Ying rolled her eyes at him, her voice a little hoarse: "I wasn't waiting for you, I can't sleep."

Shang Chenyan touched her head; she still had a slight fever, but it was much better than during the day. He frowned, "Did you take your medicine? Why hasn't your fever gone down yet?"

"I ate it," Shi Ying said in a muffled voice, "but it didn't help at all. I'm still dizzy."

"She already had an IV drip today. We'll have the doctor check on her again when she gets home tomorrow," Shang Chenyan said, while finding a thermometer to take her temperature. "37.8 degrees Celsius, low-grade fever."

Shi Ying wasn't actually feeling particularly unwell, but her low-grade fever wouldn't go down, her head felt dizzy, and she generally felt a bit uncomfortable.

She shrank back: "The doctor said that sweating it out would help, but the weather in Linxian isn't hot, so the medicine the doctor prescribed won't work."

Upon hearing this, Shang Chenyan raised an eyebrow: "Sweating a little will make you feel better? That's what the doctor said?"

"Hmm... when you went to get the pad for me while I was getting the IV drip, the doctor told me that." Shi Ying's voice was weak, and she leaned weakly against his chest, her breath warmer than usual.

Shang Chenyan's hand had somehow slipped inside her pajamas: "Isn't it easy to sweat?"

His slightly rough fingertips kneaded her soft flesh, and Shi Ying let out a small moan, raising her eyes to glare at him accusingly: "What are you doing?"

Shang Chenyan suddenly rolled over and pinned her down: "To help you sweat."

He reached out and pulled the blanket up to cover the two of them. Soon, Shi Ying's nightgown and his own bathrobe were thrown on the floor.

Under the dark blanket, Shi Ying was kissed by him, her body twisting uncontrollably. There was too little air under the blanket, and she was having trouble breathing. She hurriedly reached out to pull it down.

Shang Chenyan grabbed her wrists and held them above her head: "No, it'll be even colder if you catch a chill."

Shi Ying sobbed and bit him, saying, "Who wants to sweat like this?"

The man's laughter was deep and resonant: "Isn't it very useful?"

As he spoke, he stroked the girl's back, which was covered with fine beads of sweat.

The man's lips brushed against her ear: "Baby, you're so hot..."

Shi Ying was so ashamed and indignant that she couldn't speak.

The white blanket rose and fell, and remembering that she was still sick, Shang Chenyan didn't stay for long, quickly finishing after helping her sweat.

He picked up her pajamas from the floor, wiped away her sweat, then wrapped her tightly in his large robe and carried her to the bathroom.

Shi Ying leaned listlessly on his shoulder, too exhausted to even scold him.

Shang Chenyan touched her forehead, which was noticeably less hot, and said with a smile, "Baby, it's just sweating. Why didn't you tell me sooner?"

Shi Ying: "..."

*

the next day.

When Shi Ying woke up, Shang Chenyan had already packed all his luggage and was sitting on the edge of the bed working on his computer.

Shi Ying stuck her leg out of the blanket and kicked him.

The man turned around, first patting her head, then grasping her ankles and tucking her legs under the covers: "Thinking you're getting cold again?"

"I just took your temperature, and your fever has gone down."

Upon hearing this, certain events from last night instantly flooded back into her mind. Shi Ying, annoyed, grabbed a pillow and threw it at him, regretting that she hadn't told him what the doctor had said.

Shang Chenyan caught the pillow, his tone teasing: "I helped you bring down your fever, and instead of thanking me, you're repaying kindness with enmity?"

Shi Ying sat up and hit him with a pillow: "Who told you to bring down my fever like this?"

"Just tell me, is it working?" Shang Chenyan stopped her from murdering her husband. "Isn't the medicine more effective?"

Shi Ying blushed furiously: "You're full of twisted logic! You should become a doctor!"

Shang Chenyan shook his head: "That won't do. I can only be your doctor."

He pinched her lower back, a smile in his eyes: "Only Yingying can withstand my treatment."

Shi Ying couldn't argue with him anymore.

She threw the pillow on his head, jumped out of bed and ran into the bathroom, looking energetic again.