Chapter 347: Madness

It's like a dream, an illusion.

Mu Chenxi squatted beside the coffee table, not daring to move or even blink, afraid that with a single blink, Fu Yanshen would disappear like a bubble.

She sat there as if frozen, staring blankly.

Watching as the figure locked onto her and strode towards her, then knelt on one knee in front of her.

He gently wiped the tears from her face, eyes brimming with distress, "Wife, don't cry."

Seeing the tears on her face, his heart was breaking.

The coolness of his fingertips brought a sense of reality.

Mu Chenxi still couldn't believe it, staring at Fu Yanshen with her hands lifting slowly in utmost disbelief.

With one hand, she clutched his, which was wiping away her tears, and with the other, she gently caressed his face, tentatively touching, her tear-filled eyes softly asking, "Ah Yan, is it really you? Have you truly come back? Am I not dreaming?!"

In these past more than half a month.

This scene had appeared in her dreams more than once.