An Xiaoyu drifted off into a deep, deep sleep, as if imrsed in a dream from which she didn’t want to wake.
In the dream, she seed to return to her childhood, accompanied by her parents, filled with laughter.
The corners of her lips curled up in a smile, but tears slowly slid down from the corners of her eyes.
Shen Yufeng looked at her in his arms, reaching out his long fingers to wipe away her tears.
Cry, go ahead, cry. Once she cries enough, cries herself out... everything will pass!
The road ahead is still long, but... she still has him by her side!
In her sleep, An Xiaoyu felt soone wiping her tears, and she knew that person was Shen Yufeng. However, she couldn’t open her eyes because she was too exhausted.
"Be good, sleep well, I’m here with you!"
Shen Yufeng softly comforted her by her ear, and An Xiaoyu’s heart settled down again.
Holding the person in his arms, Shen Yufeng thought to himself: What kind of fate is it that allowed them to et under such dangerous circumstances and then walk together?
Those things were beyond his control, but now, Shen Yufeng knew that the little woman in front of him was his wife, the person he wanted to truly love for a lifeti.
Life seems long when you talk about it, but who knows when Heaven might play so sudden prank, and those long years... end even before they grow old.
But no matter what, in the days ahead, he would certainly use all his strength to love her until the mont life ends.
The night was gradually growing dark, the moonlight cool as water, falling through the glass window onto the large bed.
Shen Yufeng lay on the bed, his deep, dark eyes gazing at the person in his arms.
The sleeping An Xiaoyu nestled like a gentle kitten in his warm embrace.
And now, looking at her sleeping face, Shen Yufeng felt a surge of tenderness in his heart.
*
Shen Aotian and Han ngya returned to the old house.
Old Father Shen and Old Madam Shen saw that only the two of them had co back, and that An Xiaoyu and Shen Yufeng hadn’t returned, so they couldn’t help but ask, "Where are Yufeng and Xiaoyu?"
Han ngya said, "The two of them... should have gone back to the villa. After all, Xiaoyu has been exhausted these past days. It’s good for her to go ho and rest!"
Old Madam Shen sighed, "Ah, poor child, lost her father when she was young, and now her mother is gone too!"
Han ngya stepped forward and hugged Old Madam Shen’s shoulders.
"Mom, don’t worry. From now on, Aotian and I will love Xiaoyu as if she were our daughter!"
Old Madam Shen smiled, "Yes, that’s more like it! In the future, I must tell Yufeng to be sure to cherish Xiaoyu, otherwise, I won’t forgive him!"
Han ngya laughed, "Mom, you don’t have to worry about that! Don’t you know that boy? He loves his wife dearly! It’s no wonder, after being single for so many years and finally getting married at his age, it would be strange if he didn’t love her! He’s like a doting husband, really!"
Shen Aotian glanced at Han ngya, "What, are you complaining about my son? Like father, like son, isn’t that right? If you’re complaining about my son, does that an you’re complaining about too?"
Old Madam Shen chuckled.
"Yes, that’s right. I think Yufeng takes after you!"
Han ngya suddenly said, "Oh, I just rembered, today at the funeral, when Aotian and I were just leaving, I saw that guy Yunqing! He was walking in with a girl. That girl was quite pretty and looked a bit familiar!"
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