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

A familiar dizziness washed over her, and when she opened her eyes again, Shi Ying found herself standing at her own front door.

She turned back halfway, so she remains in the same state as before she left.

Shi Ying glanced down at her pajamas, then quickly took out her keys to open the door, lest someone see her wandering around outside in her pajamas during the day.

As soon as Shi Ying entered the room, she sensed something was amiss.

The living room was dark, but just now in the hallway, it was clearly daytime outside the window, and there was a mixed smell of smoke and alcohol, which wasn't very pleasant.

Shi Ying glanced at the window; the curtains were drawn, but she never drew the curtains in the living room when she was at home.

She's only been gone a few days, and her house has already been burgled?

Shi Ying didn't close the door. She secretly dialed the emergency number on her phone and cautiously peeked inside a few times.

The room she rented wasn't big, just one bedroom and one living room. You could see the bedroom from the doorway, but it was dark inside. There was a bulge on the bed, as if someone was lying in it.

Just as Dang Ying was about to call the police, she caught a glimpse of the coat on the sofa out of the corner of her eye.

A black suit jacket.

Shi Ying put down her phone and walked over. As soon as she picked up her coat, she smelled the familiar woody scent of sandalwood, the usual smell of Shang Chenyan.

She even asked him if he was secretly using perfume.

At that time, Shang Chenyan said it was the scent of the cloakroom fragrance. He really liked that fragrance, so he had been using it for so many years.

Shi Ying turned around in a daze, and her eyes met those of the man who came out of the bedroom.

Shang Chenyan stood by the bedroom door, his shirt was wrinkled, and his hair was not as neatly styled as usual, with a few stray hairs hanging down on his forehead, making him look somewhat comical.

He stared blankly at himself, his thin lips trembling slightly.

"Is it a hallucination?" he murmured. "It must be a hallucination..."

For the past month or so, he would see Shi Ying come back from time to time in this room, but whenever he called her name, she would disappear.

Shang Chenyan dared not call her anymore.

He would stare at her without moving, but she would still disappear at dawn.

So he drew all the curtains, as if that would allow her to stay a little longer.

Shi Ying moved slightly.

Then he slowly walked over. When he got closer, Shi Ying saw that his eyes were bloodshot and glistening.

"business..."

Before she could speak, the man suddenly hugged her tightly.

He trembled as he stroked her thin spine upwards, his palms pressed against her back, tightening his grip until Shi Ying could barely breathe.

"Shang Chenyan, what are you doing here?"

The man seemed not to hear her, burying his face in the crook of her neck. His intense heat emanated through her thin shirt, and it felt as if some warm liquid had dampened her neck.

Shi Ying sensed that something was off about his mood, so she patted his back and said, "Shang Chenyan, let go of me first, let's talk..."

Shang Chenyan couldn't hear what she was saying at all. He was immersed in his own world, holding her tightly, his high nose rubbing against her collarbone, inhaling her scent.

It was as if a person on the verge of death had finally found a spring of sweet water after wandering in the desert for a long time.

His arms, which were holding her, were trembling uncontrollably.

"Don't talk...don't talk..." he murmured, "Let me hug you, please don't disappear so soon, okay?"

Unable to break free, Shi Ying softened her voice and said, "It's not a hallucination, Shang Chenyan, I'm really back."

"Please let go of me first, I have something to tell you."

Shang Chenyan turned a deaf ear.

Shi Ying was out of ideas.

She could only let him hold her.

She didn't know how much time had passed, but she felt her body getting hotter and hotter, but it wasn't her that was burning, it was the person holding her.

"Shang Chenyan, are you running a fever?"

Shi Ying didn't care about anything else and hurriedly tried to break free from his embrace, but she didn't expect to push him away so easily this time. Then she saw the man close his eyes and fall backward.

Shi Ying quickly caught him, and he pulled her down onto the sofa.

She quickly touched the man's forehead; it was really hot.

"She really has a fever..." Shi Ying thought for a moment, then took out her phone and called Pei Yanchuan.

*

When Pei Yanchuan received the call, he looked at the two characters "Shi Ying" on the caller ID and fell silent.

Is he still half asleep?

Only when he heard the familiar voice on the other end of the phone did Pei Yanchuan jump up: "It really is you back?"

"I'm coming right away."

*

When Pei Yanchuan arrived with the doctor, Shang Chenyan had already fallen into a deep sleep.

He moved the person to the bed, and after the doctor examined him and gave him an IV drip, he turned his attention to Shi Ying.

"A month and a half, you came back pretty quickly this time." Pei Yanchuan couldn't help but say sarcastically, "If you disappear for another three or five years next time, you'll be back in time to visit his grave."

Shi Ying looked down at her toes. She almost forgot that the flow of time in the real world and the virtual world is different.

She's been home for three days, but almost a month and a half has passed here.

"Has he...has he been here for over a month?"

Pei Yanchuan crossed his arms: "I wanted to take him away, but he refused to leave and insisted on waiting for you to come back."

"What about Niannian? Is Niannian at home?"

"Niannian is with my mom." After the doctor came out, Pei Yanchuan led him towards the door. "You two should take care of your own things first before coming to find Niannian."

"Oh, right," Pei Yanchuan pointed to the table, "take a look at this yourself."

Shi Ying saw a marriage certificate on the table. When she opened it, she saw a photo of herself and Shang Chenyan with their names on it.

The name and photo are very clear, and it looks exactly like her.

Shi Ying staggered back a few steps.

It's really her.

It turns out that Shang Chenyan's wife really is her.

The door closed.

There were only two people left in the bedroom, one lying down and the other standing.

Shi Ying sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the man's pale face, and felt a dull pain in her heart.

She recalled what the staff member had said that day:

"Unless someone can't forget you even after five years."

Therefore, Shang Chenyan has been waiting for her to come back for the past five years.

But what if she doesn't come back?

Shi Ying reached out and gently stroked his high, straight brow bone with her fingertips.

From those fragmented memories in her dreams, she could only see snippets of their time together.

But she wanted to know what had happened between her and Shang Chenyan.

Was she simply attracted to him while playing the game, or did she come with a mission, like this time?

*

The soft chirping of cicadas woke the man in bed at dawn.

Shang Chenyan opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was a familiar face that haunted his dreams.

Shi Ying fell asleep on the edge of the bed.

He stood frozen in place.

I don't know if I'm still dreaming.

He raised his hand, his fingertips gently stroking the girl's forehead and her soft eyebrows.

Shi Ying's eyelids trembled, and her eyelashes gently brushed against his fingertips, bringing a light, tingling sensation.

It feels so real.

Shang Chenyan abruptly withdrew his hand.

It's not a dream? It's not a dream!