Sweet Wife in My Arms

Lu Yi held on tightly to the cup in his hands.

"I love you too."

He once again placed the cup between his lips, and a strong familiar aroma greeted him. He did not like expressing his love with his lips but today he wished to do so.

"I'm going to sleep soon," Yan Huan made her voice sound tired. This was easy for her as she was an actress after all; she was very good at acting as she fully embodied the role of an actress.

"Goodnight." Lu Yi wanted to kiss this little lady, however they were talking on the phone. He was 28 years old, which was an old age, so it did not seem suitable for this action. I hope that she would come back soon, very soon.

He hung up the phone and switched on the TV, changing the channels until he reached one of the TV series that starred his woman. He watched episode by episode, and at the same time to kill time. It was a long night and he had no desire to sleep.

The milk in his cup decreased bit by bit, and in the end he had drank it entirely.

Yan Huan placed her own phone on the balcony as she gazed into the star-lit sky that stretched beyond the city. She continued to stare and remembered that she wanted to lock the memory of the landscape in Serene City in her heart, but then she thought that it was useless to do so because the old would always fade away and the new day would come again.

After such destruction, this city was reconstructed after a few years, and it would become a new Serene City, but it was no longer the previous Serene City, which was the Serene City in her eyes.

This night, she was unable to sleep well, before the day brightened she had already woken up, the sky was painted in a gloomy depressed color. The depression made her chest heavy, almost till she felt as if she could not breathe.

She put on her own optical glasses, then wore a cap and a mask and got ready to go shopping. Just as she was about to go out she suddenly remembered that it was still too early, the dark sky was still turning bright, and it turned out that most of the stalls were still closed.

But in the end she still chose to leave the house and sat on the side of the road, watching the cars pass one by one. She saw orange dressed cleaners sweeping away, the first bus of the morning arriving, elderly people practicing their Tai Chi, and several aunties occupied the entire square with their dancing. A cultural music played, bringing a touch of prosperity to the morning. It seemed that it was not much different from other mornings. Everyone went to work, went to school, some were still fast asleep, some were still drunk in bed. However, though it was morning here, others might have begun to say goodnight to the world somewhere else, but they did not know that perhaps they were saying farewell to the night forever.

Not far away a big supermarket had just opened its doors, and the first to go in were the staff. Some customers had already been queuing at their doors, they were getting ready to snatch up the cheapest products in the market.

Yan Huan followed the footsteps of the citizens into the supermarket. No one noticed her, because for them, she was just a stranger, a passer-by who was buying things.

Yan Huan picked a big backpack for herself, then put some chocolates in it, as well as two bottles of water, anymore she would not have been able to lift up the bag. She took some bread, assorted biscuits, and a few packs of ham as well.

Other than that, she did not purchase anything else...

She paid for the items, and carried these things on her shoulders. Although there were not many things, it loaded the backpack half full, and though the bag on her body was not very heavy, but she felt that it was crushing her until she wanted to cry.

She walked out with her bag and the morning light just fell on her body. The sun pierced the thick clouds with warm sunshine, coating a layer of gold on all things.

It was very beautiful and very warm, but at this time, she did not know why she felt that the light was excessively glaring, it was not giving the warmth that others was fond of as well.

She blocked the corner of her eyes, and she could hear the voice of the city in her ear. The people of the city used a special language to communicate. If they spoke too fast, she would not be able to understand it; but if they were to speak slowly, she could still catch onto their meaning,

"It is still so early in the morning and you came over?"

"Yeah, isn't it cheap for eggs today? I wanted to buy more for my home. My son is coming back today. He hasn't come home this year, today is his first time. It's hard for him to be back so I bought more."

"Then I will go buy some too, my grandson is coming today."

"Hey old friend, why are you so early?"

"Yeah, my son is taking us, the old couple, to travel, it is a one way ticket, so we are buying something to prepare for the trip."

"You'd still chose to go out of this city? Don't you know that there are many people who purposely come to visit our city?"

She was not sure who had spoken these words; it was just like a movie, but the ending was like a kind of destruction.

It was unsure that those who came into the city at this time could escape this disaster, and those who leave could just so happen to avoid it.

They should just go, go, leave this place and never come back.

She started walking, her glasses seemed to be covered with a layer of white fog, she could not see anything so she took off the glasses to clean, but discovered that it was not the problem of glasses, but it was her eyes: she could not see anything clearly.

Forcefully, she got rid of the white fog covering her eyes and then put on her glasses, and walked step by step in the city. She took out her mobile phone, switched it on, found Lu Yi's phone number and left him a message.

"Lu Yi, my dear husband, I love you." Her finger gently touched the screen, and the message was sent over. Her trembling long eyelashes were faintly moistened.

At this time, Lu Yi, who had just started his shift at work, felt the vibration in his pocket. He took out his mobile phone and read the message.

"I love you too," he replied with these four words and also pressed the send button. At this time, his cold face slowly became warmer, and the coldness seemed to be replaced by a tinge of warmth.

His whole person seemed to have melted altogether, his personality changed and became warmer.

When Yu Bo saw Lu Yi, he knew why their prosecutor was acting in such a way - Lu Yi was thinking about his wife. But could he not smile to the extent that he felt Lu Yi was making fun of a singleton like him? Was it so pleasurable to make fun of the single man?

Prosecutor, you are too much, how can you bully a single guy? It's too hurtful.

Yan Huan took out her phone and saw Lu Yi's message which contained that four words, she pressed her face to her phone, as if the phone was Lu Yi's big hand, as though she could feel his clean, warm but dry palms and his long fingers.

He always held onto her hand, during winter he would place her hand on his heart, using his chest to warm up her cold fingers. When there were many people, he would never let go of her hand, even though she knew the way as he was afraid she would lose her way. He treated her like a child he dearly loved, like a daughter whom he wished to spoil.

"Lu Yi, my hubby, do not worry, in this life I will not let Father come into trouble, believe me."