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

Shang Chenyan and Shi Ying stayed at home for three whole days.

Saturday was the parent-child sports day at Shang Nian School.

"Finally, I can go out!" Shi Ying rubbed her aching back and sighed.

Shang Nian was excited from the morning. She wore a white casual sportswear outfit and ran into Shi Ying's bedroom with her hair down. After searching for a long time without finding him, she ran to the master bedroom.

In the master bedroom, Shi Ying had just changed her clothes. They were a set of matching black and white casual clothes that Shang Chenyan had asked Jiang Wen to deliver last night.

The colors are black and white, and the patterns on them are the same.

Shi Ying glanced at the man who had changed his clothes and sincerely remarked, "Shang Chenyan, you really don't look like someone who's almost thirty."

Taking off his suit and strolling around campus doesn't feel out of place at all.

Shang Chenyan turned around and slowly approached the girl: "How old do I look? Does my age bother you so much?"

Shi Ying slumped onto the bed, leaning back slightly: "No, I was clearly praising you."

"Really?" Shang Chenyan pinched her cheek, looking at her as youthful and radiant as ever, and felt a faint sense of crisis in his heart.

They were clearly the same age, but five years had passed, and only he had aged, while Shi Ying was still twenty-two.

Shi Ying hugged his neck and pulled him down onto the bed with a little force: "I really am praising you."

She whispered in Shang Chenyan's ear, "I'm praising you for being so capable."

Shang Chenyan was comforted by her words, lowered his head, and kissed her lips, making the lipstick that Shi Ying had just applied look a little smudged.

Shi Ying felt that his actions were much gentler than before. In the first two days after he returned, Shang Chenyan was always fierce and rough in bed, which made her back ache the next day.

But now, he was clearly teasing her on purpose, tracing the shape of her lips with his tongue, and then pulling away when she tried to respond.

Shi Ying hummed twice, unwilling to admit defeat and wanting to take the initiative.

She braced herself against his chest with both hands and pushed him away. Just as she turned over, intending to take the initiative, she heard the door click open from the outside.

Shang Nian poked her little head in.

Shi Ying: "!"

"Niannian, how did you get in here?" Shi Ying hurriedly scrambled off the man, almost falling to the ground.

Shang Nian glanced at the two of them, then at the clothes they were wearing, and suddenly became very unhappy.

Why are the patterns on her clothes different from her mother's?

Shang Chenyan received her resentful gaze and said lazily, "Shang Nian, didn't I teach you to knock before coming in?"

Shang Nian pouted, not wanting to talk to him.

She grabbed Shi Ying's hand and pointed to her hair.

"Niannian hasn't combed her hair yet?" Shiying picked her up and placed her on the chair in front of the dressing table. "What kind of hairstyle do you want today?"

Shang Nian pointed to her side braid.

Shi Ying styled her hair in the same way he did, and even added two cute little clips to it.

Looking in the mirror, Shang Chenyan saw that the two faces, one large and one small, looked even more alike.

*

At 10 a.m., the three arrived at the school.

Instead of sending Shang Nian to a prestigious school frequented by people in the industry, Shang Chenyan chose a relatively strict international kindergarten.

This place has connections at the top of various circles, but without exception, they are all parents who hope their children will succeed.

Upbeat songs played throughout the campus, which was filled with the cheerful laughter of children.

Shang Nian pointed to a building and gestured to Shi Ying, who readily agreed, "Is this where Nian Nian has her classes?"

Shang Nian nodded, then pointed to another building and made a sleeping gesture.

"Is that where we take a lunch break?"

Shang Nian jumped up happily, grabbed her hand, and ran forward.

"Slow down," Shi Ying said with a smile as he followed behind her.

This was Shang Chenyan's first time participating in such an event. He was only good at interacting with adults, and he was clearly uncomfortable feeling the gazes directed at him by the children.

Shi Ying ran a bit before realizing he was lagging behind, so she turned back and took his hand: "Smile, look at the others."

She pointed to the other families of three, all smiling.

Shang Chenyan gave a helpless smile, which made Shi Ying both laugh and cry.

The sports meet was held on the playground. Parents sat around, watching their children run around on the green lawn, and many of them took photos to record the event.

Shi Ying was also taking pictures, but after a while her hands got tired, so Shang Chenyan took the camera from her.

After the children's events are over, it's time for the competitions with their parents.

Shi Ying, along with Shang Nian and several other mothers, stood at one end of the track, while the fathers stood at the other end, two hundred meters away.

"Are you Shang Nian's mother?" Before the competition even started, a woman standing next to Shi Ying took the initiative to chat with her.

Shi Ying nodded: "Hello."

The woman smiled and said, "Hello, my daughter and Niannian are friends. She has mentioned Niannian to me at home several times."

As the two were talking, Shang Nian and her daughter gestured with their hands to indicate something.

The woman asked curiously, "You're so young, yet you're already married and have children."

Shi Ying was a little embarrassed: "I...I'm not young anymore..."

"No way, you look like you just graduated." The woman looked towards the other end of the track. "When I saw you guys earlier, I thought you were Niannian's older sister."

If Shang Chenyan heard this, he would be depressed again.

"But we've only met Niannian's father before. Are you very busy with work?"

Shi Ying couldn't tell the truth either, so she could only give a vague explanation: "Well, I was a bit busy before, but I'll come pick up Niannian more often from now on."

The woman took out her phone: "Great! Let's exchange contact information so we can chat when the kids go to school."

"OK."

"But speaking of which, your husband is really handsome." The woman couldn't help but gossip with her, "Once when he came to pick up Shang Nian, we thought we saw a celebrity."

"Just like the book described, a cool and aloof handsome guy..."

Aloof? Abstinent?

Do these two words have anything to do with Shang Chenyan?

Shi Ying silently complained to herself, "You really can't judge a book by its cover."

She scratched her braid: "No, he's just so-so... Your husband is very handsome..."

The woman immediately looked disgusted: "Forget about him, I'd be embarrassed to bring him out."

Shi Ying didn't know how to respond, so she could only force a laugh.

The two were chatting and didn't notice that a person in a sanitation worker's uniform, pushing a garbage cart, had stopped under the shade of a tree behind them.

Shi Ying was listening to the woman gossip about school when he suddenly heard a scream.

The two looked over at the same time and saw a cleaner holding a knife, stabbing a child.

Shang Nian and several other children stood to one side, seemingly terrified.

"Niannian!" Shi Ying was so frightened that her face turned pale. Without thinking, she quickly ran over and hugged Shang Nian.

The blade sliced ​​her arm, and blood immediately gushed out.

Shang Nian was held protectively in her arms, staring blankly at the bright red drop that had fallen to the ground.

Her lips moved, and tears welled up instantly.

"Mother!"

Shang Nian's voice was loud and clear.