Shi Nian returned home. Unexpectedly, she saw a light on at the window.
Shi Nian paused at the door.
If this were in the past, how thrilled she would be? She would think she had finally waited for Xiang Yuan to come back, finally outlasted time.
But now, she searched every cell, yet couldn't find a trace of happiness. On the contrary, her heart inexplicably sank to the bottom.
She entered the door and took off her shoes. Sure enough, Xiang Yuan came out of the kitchen, wearing an apron around his neck. He took Shi Nian's briefcase, looked her up and down, and despite her not having finished changing her shoes, pulled her into his arms.
"Thank goodness you're okay. I couldn't reach your phone all afternoon, I was worried sick."
His long arms held her tightly, his lips naturally kissed her forehead. Burning intensely and unimaginably, he was tempted to slide down to kiss her lips.
Shi Nian was startled and quickly moved away, pushing him back.