Looking at the two suitcases packed with clothes, Weimo stood rooted to the ground. Rushing towards the suitcases he checked the clothes, "These are Xiaomin's clothes. "
"Xiaomin, Xiaomin" Shouted Weimo while searching her inside the closet, bathroom.
Not finding her in the bedroom, Weimo's breathing quickened. Running down the stairs he searched for Xiaomin in the kitchen, with no use.
Rushing towards the study room he decided to give a look there as well even though there were very low chances of her being there. Usually Xiaomin would not spend time in her study, the reason being that she hated the darkness and the design over there.
Opening the door to the study room, Weimo saw Xiaomin with her back faced to him.
"Xiaomin" shouting her name Weimo quickly went towards her and turned her towards him while holding her shoulders and said something.....
Looking at Weimo's panicked face, Xiaomin was shocked....
Removing the Airpods from her ears, Xiaomin asked him with a confused face," What happened?"
"What are you doing here?"
Wondering why weimo would ask such a obvious question, Xiaomin pouted and raised the vacuum in her hand so he could see while gesturing at it with her eyes and said in a soft tone, "My shoulders hurt."
Quickly realizing his mistake Weimo loosened his grip on her shoulders and asked her, "Where are you going?"
"Why are you asking such questions? Where will I go? I am not going anywhere?" answered Xiaomin with a puzzled look.
"Then the suitcases?"
"Ooohh, those, I have lots of unwanted clothes so I sorted them out for recycling and donation." answered Xiaomin.
Relief washed over Weimo's face.
" What did you think?" asked Xiaomin after noticing Weimo's change of expression.
Feeling guilty with his thought Weimo bowed his head to the lowest possible and spoke in a mosquito like voice, "I .....I ...thought...you were leaving me....again."
Hearing what Weimo said Xiaomin easily understood about his panic and uneasiness. Hugging him by wrapping her arms around his waist She explained him, "Weimo, I will never leave you.Never. Okay?"
Hugging her back Weimo nodded.
After the lunch, Xiaomin got up and started tidying the dining table, while Weimo just sat there looking at her with his chin supported by his hand.
Though Xiaomin was not a great cook and was always kept like a princess through out her life but she had luckily learnt some basic works that a lady should know. Apart from cooking and financial management, she knew almost everything that a lady should know about handling a house. Looking at Xiaomin keeping the used dishes for washing and being bust in properly closing the containers and keeping the leftover's in the refrigerator, weimo had an illusion of a happy married life where a wife is taking care of her husband.
Smiling widely over his thoughts, weimo knocked his forehead and kept looking at her.
"Don't you have to go back to the office?" asked Xiaomin after she noticed that Weimo was just sitting there with no intention of leaving.