Ye Jian didn't say much. She just said, "I've been waiting for you." Xia Jinyuan didn't cry even when he was stabbed in the chest a few months ago. Now, his heart hurt, and there were tears in his eyes.
These five words were filled with resignation and worry. Every word weighed a ton, and every word was filled with sorrow. The woman he loved deeply had been waiting for him to come back.
Fortunately, he didn't disappoint her. He was finally back.
She rubbed her cheek against his chest lightly as if she was still confirming whether he was real or not.
This was great. This was really great.
Her lover was back.
Xia Jinyuan kissed the top of Ye Jian's head gently and deeply. The pain in his heart melted into this kiss, and he didn't leave for a long time.
Ye Jian knew that he was kissing the top of her head. The smile on her face got deeper, gentler, and more content.
