Academy
Yang Ming, while holding a book, kept getting distracted. He felt that if this continued, he wouldn't be able to complete his studies, let alone support a wife.
Yet he couldn't help but think of his wife, now truly understanding the sentiment his married classmates spoke of: a single day apart felt like an eternity.
"Yang Ming, someone is looking for you outside!"
"..." Who could it be? He had just left home, so it couldn't be his family, could it?
Filled with curiosity, Yang Ming walked out to the academy's entrance and saw the small figure.
He wondered if he was simply hallucinating from his intense longing; otherwise, how could he be seeing his wife?
"Yang Ming, over here!"
He heard that familiar voice and saw his wife waving at him with a sweet smile.
It really was his wife. He hadn't been mistaken. Bursting with joy and unable to contain his happiness, he quickened his pace, almost breaking into a little run.
