Feng Tianlan looked up and saw Si Mobai. She immediately let go and ran towards him. She hugged his waist tightly and buried her face in his chest. In a muffled voice, she said, "Mobai, don't go."
The moment she woke up and couldn't see him, she thought that he had disappeared. She thought that this was another dream.
The fragrance in his arms and her sobbing voice made Si Mobai's heart soften. Then, his heart started to ache. He held the spatula in one hand and patted her back gently with the other. He comforted her gently, "Your husband didn't leave. He was only making breakfast for Lan'er."
Feng Tianlan didn't say anything. She just hugged him tightly. Even though he smelled like oil smoke, it made her feel at ease.
Si Mobai looked down and saw her white and tender feet. He stepped on the ground and frowned deeply. He threw the spatula to lapis lazuli, then carried her in his arms and walked towards the room.
