Knowing Han Zhiyan's fear, Shangguan Chen said softly to Han Zhiyan on the other end of the phone, "Don't be afraid..."
"Chen, I'm sorry, I'm no longer willful. Don't leave me alone." Han Zhiyan clutched her phone tightly and said with a bit of sadness.
"Can you come back, woo woo..."
When Shangguan Chen heard Han Zhiyan's increasingly violent cries, he couldn't help but feel more anxious and distressed, and walked forward quickly.
The other end of the phone suddenly went silent...
Han Zhiyan said anxiously, "Shangguanchen, please come back soon. I know I was wrong. Please don't ignore me."
As soon as Han Zhiyan finished speaking, Shangguan Chen walked up behind Han Zhiyan and looked at her thin figure squatting in front of the house, like a water lily. She looked so weak in the dark night, as if she had been blown away by the wind and frost.
Shangguan Chen took a few steps forward distressedly, bent down, gently embraced Han Zhiyan in his arms, and held her cold body tightly.
Her thin lips pressed against Han Zhiyan's forehead, and she said softly, "Yanyan, don't be afraid, I'm here..."
Han Zhiyan was frightened by this sudden hug, but felt the breath and warm embrace of Shangguan Chen, and she was ecstatic.
Like a dream, unexpectedly, he really appeared.
He raised his head slightly, with a moist light in his watery and clear eyes, and said with a salty choked voice, "Husband, I was wrong, I'm sorry..."
Shangguan Chen's whole body froze when he heard Han Zhiyan's "husband".
Shangguan Chen lowered his head, gently wiped away the tears on her face, slightly pulled his lips and said, "You are right, the fault is that I did not take good care of you."
Hearing Han Zhiyan's aggrieved apology that was different from the past, he felt extremely painful in his heart.
Han Zhiyan shook her head gently without saying a word. Tears fell silently down her fair face like starlight, but her dark and clear eyes were filled with moist confusion and sadness.
At night, the place in front of the ancestral house seemed extraordinarily deep and strange. The air was filled with thick layers of warmth, surrounding Han Zhiyan and Guan Chen. The fragrance of flowers came from far away from time to time, but in this night, it seemed blurry and quiet.
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"Chen, please don't leave me alone at home again, okay?" Han Zhiyan rolled her eyes, as if searching for hope on Shangguan Chen's handsome face.
Shangguan Chen could tell that his little wife must have felt a little uneasy in the past few days when he didn't come home, because he remembered that she once said that she would be scared without him at home.
Shangguan Chen stroked her cold face and said softly, "Well, I don't want to leave you again."
"Then why you haven't been home these past few days, don't you know..." When Han Zhiyan pouted aggrievedly and wanted to say something else.
Then she saw his handsome face approaching her, and Shangguan Chen's gentle kiss fell overwhelmingly on Han Zhiyan's lips, with a bit of tenderness and a bit of pity.
Shangguan Chen hugged her waist with one hand and dragged the back of her head with the other, and then deepened the lingering and pathos kiss, which made her heart beat faster.
Feeling that Han Zhiyan couldn't breathe, Shangguan Chen pressed her lips to hers like a kiss but not a kiss. He did not forget to touch her lips lightly before letting her go gently.
In the blurred night, Han Zhiyan's fair little face was blushing, and her lips were red and swollen.
Shangguan Chen looked at her with burning eyes. Everything around him seemed to have stopped, and the distance was dim and blurry.
Han Zhiyan looked at Shangguan Chen with a flushed face, and said with an awkward expression, "You haven't answered me yet, why don't you go home?"
"Don't you want to see me?" Shangguan Chen said helplessly, caring so much about other people's feelings for the first time in his life.