The aroma of food wafted from the kitchen; just as Xiao Ming was about to go over, he saw his wife, Jiang Xue, carrying out a plate of braised pork.
"You're back? Go wash your hands, the last soup will be ready soon."
Jiang Xue's tone was as he remembered from the happiest times in his memory; his mind went blank, and he followed her to the kitchen doorway, stupidly staring.
"Something wrong?" Jiang Xue asked.
Xiao Ming shook his head: "I'm just... just a bit afraid this is a dream."
Jiang Xue said, "This isn't a dream, but because I misunderstood you last night, I'm apologizing to you."
"No need, no need."
Xiao Ming waved his hand and shook his head, "It was I who destroyed the trust between us, so it's normal for you to think that way.
As long as you're willing to give me a chance, I can accept whatever punishment."
Jiang Xue fell silent for a moment, then shook her head: "Let's eat first. After we've eaten, I have something to tell you."
