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

Shi Ying washed her hands and lingered in the kitchen for a while. She noticed some warm black tea on the counter and poured two cups.

When she came out, Shang Chenyan was already dressed, sitting on the sofa with a calm expression, looking at his phone, seemingly replying to messages.

"Would you like some tea?" Shi Ying asked hesitantly as she stepped forward, breaking the awkward silence.

The man looked up and smiled: "Thank you."

"I'll go upstairs and check on Niannian. I'm a little tired after playing all day, so I'll stay with her and let her sleep for a while."

As Shi Ying spoke, she pulled her hand back, but she didn't expect Shang Chenyan to be a little slow in taking the cup. Before he could hold it firmly, Shi Ying let go.

With a "crack," the porcelain cup fell to the ground, spilling some of the black tea onto Shi Ying's hand.

Shang Chenyan's expression changed drastically. He stood up abruptly, grabbed her hand, and asked with undisguised anxiety, "Did you get burned?"

"Quickly rinse it with cold water!" He grabbed Shi Ying and headed towards the kitchen.

"No, no..." Shi Ying weakly stopped him, "It's not hot, the tea is warm, I'm fine."

Shang Chenyan was still holding her hand. Sunlight streamed through the window, illuminating the throbbing veins on his forehead. Shi Ying saw boundless panic in his eyes.

She opened her mouth and said, "It's really okay, touch it, it's really not hot."

Shi Ying shoved the cup she had been drinking into his hand, and the warm touch brought Shang Chenyan back to his senses.

Shang Chenyan let out a heavy breath and took a trembling step back.

That scene just now pulled him back to the year he first met Shi Ying.

That was ten years ago.

Jiangcheng University, freshman.

Since the sports meet, Shi Ying has frequently appeared by Shang Chenyan's side.

She made no attempt to hide her feelings, stating openly that she wanted to pursue him.

Shang Chenyan didn't take it to heart. He had never lacked suitors since he was a child, and they would leave on their own after a while.

He was the most solitary person in the college, aloof, indifferent, and uncaring about anything.

But Shi Ying is very persistent. It's as if she has radar on her. No matter where you are in the classroom, the cafeteria, or any corner of the campus, you can always bump into her.

She always had a smile on her face. Although she was pursuing him, she was very tactful and never disturbed his life.

Shang Chenyan still rejected her.

He was a man living in darkness, unworthy of redemption.

On his birthday, after a falling out with his parents at home, Shang Chenyan returned to his apartment, only to be overcome by severe abdominal pain in the middle of the night.

He underwent minor surgery, fell ill and was hospitalized, and missed several days of school.

He was all alone in the quiet ward; he had only asked his teacher for leave and hadn't told anyone else.

Outside the window, birds were chirping. Shang Chenyan leaned against the headboard, reading a book.

With a soft "click," the door opened, pulling him away from the world of books.

Shang Chenyan looked up and saw a small head squeezing in through the crack in the door.

Shi Ying's sweet face appeared before him.

She waved the bag she was carrying and stood outside the door, asking, "My teacher asked me to come and visit the patients. May I come in?"

Shang Chenyan was stunned for a long time before he softly hummed in agreement.

When Shi Ying arrived, the huge, empty ward seemed to be instantly filled.

She asked him if she could open the curtains, and Shang Chenyan gave a perfunctory "hmm."

Dappled sunlight streamed in through the window, and Shang Chenyan instinctively closed his eyes. He was used to the darkness, and the sunlight was too glaring for him.

"Go back now."

After Shi Ying talked with him for a while, Shang Chenyan felt increasingly annoyed.

From childhood to adulthood, many people have looked at him differently because of his appearance and family background. They have no idea what kind of person he is. Shi Ying is the same. If she knew how dark her heart was, she would definitely not like herself.

So he tried to get rid of the person.

Shi Ying lowered her head and said "oh," then stood up and packed her schoolbag.

The tangerine peel drink she had brewed for herself had just boiled on the table. Before leaving, Shi Ying poured him a cup, saying, "Try this..."

Shang Chenyan closed his eyes, impatiently trying to brush her away.

With a "smash," the water glass fell to the ground, and a large area of ​​Shi Ying's hand was scalded red.

The girl was in so much pain that tears immediately welled up in her eyes.

Shang Chenyan was stunned. He hadn't noticed that she was still holding a cup of hot tea. In just a moment, he hurriedly got out of bed, pulled her to the bathroom, and rinsed the back of his hands with cold water.

"sorry."

His deep voice rang out, accompanied by the sound of running water.

Shi Ying sniffed, but still smiled at him: "It's okay, you didn't do it on purpose..."

Shang Chenyan held her hand and closed his eyes in distress.

......

Shi Ying withdrew her hand, and the sudden sense of loss pulled Shang Chenyan out of his memories.

"My sleeves are wet, I'm going upstairs to change."

Shi Ying picked up the cup that had fallen to the ground. Luckily, it was covered by a carpet and didn't break.

Shang Chenyan's throat was dry. He hummed in agreement, "Go ahead, don't catch a cold. I'll take care of things here."

Watching her departing figure, Shang Chenyan closed his eyes, concealing the darkness within them.

*

old house.

Shang Haisheng was playing chess by himself in his study when Cheng Suyun hurriedly walked in, carrying a newspaper.

"Old Shang, look at this, isn't this your son?"

Shang Haisheng took the newspaper, put on his glasses, and looked at it.

It was an entertainment newspaper, and it featured a photo. The person in the photo was clearly Shang Chenyan, not to mention he was holding Shang Nian.

"You don't even recognize your own son?" Shang Haisheng glanced at her.

"Hey, look at the girl next to him, doesn't she look a lot like Shi Ying?"

Shang Haisheng then noticed that there was a woman next to Shang Chenyan and Shang Nian. The father and daughter were both backs to the woman, blocking half of her body and only revealing her profile.

He squinted, scrutinizing it carefully.

After a moment, he shook his head: "I don't remember much. Shen Yan rarely brought her back anyway, and so many years have passed."

Cheng Suyun sat to one side: "He said he wanted to get married. He came from an ordinary family, and his parents had passed away. We couldn't stop him, but he disappeared after only a year of marriage. What do you think happened?"

"Go and check if this is really Shi Ying. If it is, I won't allow her to come back and harm my son again."

Aside from the two years after Shi Ying left, he still had some memory of her, but Shang Chenyan rarely mentioned her afterward, and gradually, no one in the family mentioned her anymore.

Shang Haisheng felt that he was getting old and found it difficult to recall Shi Ying's appearance.

"Whether it is or not, it's none of your business if it's Chen Yan's fault."

Cheng Suyun said angrily, "How can I not control him? I disagreed from the beginning, but you insisted on going against me, wasting five years of our son's life. Who knows where she went during those five years? She was having a hard time outside and came back to bother my son. I've made my point clear: I don't agree."

Shang Haisheng took off his glasses: "If you still want to break up with Shen Yansheng like you did ten years ago, then go ahead and make a scene."