Shen was astounded at what was happening. His little wife had turned into a little ball of shivering tears, curled up in his arms at his desk. As he wrapped himself around her to warm her up, he kissed her head. She smelled slightly of berries. He inhaled deeply, wanting to remain attached to her.
"D-don't leave me again..." he heard a quiet whisper from the girl. Her face was pressed into his chest, her tears soaking his shirt. He realised she was clutching the little photo frame with the photo from their wedding day. They had only gotten themselves registered - there was no big wedding.
What he hadn't told Lina yet, was that only their household and his family knew about their marriage. To the outside world, they didn't know each other.
'Has she remembered?' he wondered. He suddenly remembered the day she had been attacked. She was unconscious as they wheeled her into the emergency surgery, covered in blood and barely breathing.
