CHAPTER 1222: CHAPTER 1302: I MISS YOU SO MUCH

"What are you thinking about?"

Dong Huiying brought over a chair and was sitting under the eaves, basking in the sun, when suddenly she was enveloped in a fragrant embrace.

Shujun stretched out his arms from behind and pulled her into his embrace. The fragrance from him was just like his personality; it was a scent that Dong Huiying had concocted over the past few days when she had nothing to do. It was passionate, charming, with a hint of innocence, perfectly suited for Shujun.

She remembered how he laughed like a child and was especially happy when he received this sachet.

Sometimes she couldn’t help but wonder how there could be someone like Shujun in this world.

He had a large business, seemingly a man of great ambition, greedy and with much aspiration.

But that wasn’t the case.

At least, in terms of affection, he was quite easy to satisfy.

Even if she just smiled at him a little more or gave him a small gift, he could be happy for several days.

She turned around and touched his face, "Not thinking about anything, but... I think I can start pondering now. Before, I was sleeping all day, and you got thinner keeping me company, which was understandable. But why is it that these days when I’m not sleeping, you still lost weight?"

Shujun laughed brightly, "Wasting away for Yi*, Xiao Hui, tell me, what should I do? Even with you by my side, and even with you in front of me, I still miss you so much, let alone when I can’t see you."

Coming in front of her, he squatted down, hugged her legs, and buried his face in her knees. He took a deep breath, as if inhaling her scent, as if wanting to remember her fragrance deeply.

"I miss you so much, so much that my heart aches."

She twirled a lock of his long hair and smiled gently.

He was anxious, how obviously anxious? Even with her right in front of him, he was always on edge, fearing she would suddenly die due to this inexplicable resurgence or that he would never see her again.

He was too afraid, that’s why.

She understood, and the more she understood his deep affection, the more her heart ached for him.

"We still have a long, long life ahead of us, let’s not have me recover only to have you fall ill, then I’d have to take care of you."

"What, you wouldn’t want to?" He lifted his face with a smile but feigned sadness, "My dear wife is so unkind, seems like I have to take care of my health for you, otherwise if I fall ill and you dislike me, what will I do if you no longer want me."

Knowing he was joking, she couldn’t help but reach out, wrapping her arms around his neck, "I won’t."

"Hmm?"

"I’ll never not want you."

Instantly, his response to her was a brighter, more dazzling smile, just like the little sun hanging in the sky.

"Sir!" A female soldier hurriedly approached, and Dong Huiying instinctively turned her head to look.

The female soldier, seeing the affectionate posture of the couple, blushed under the scorching sun, "Liu Lang has returned, Liu Yan and Mr. Liu brought back four people, would you like to go have a look?"

Dong Huiying looked down at Shujun, "Come walk with me?"

Shujun stood up and simultaneously took her hand, carefully holding it, but that still wasn’t reassuring enough for him, so he instead wrapped his arm around her waist. As if she truly were a sickly Sister Lin, afraid she was too fragile, afraid she would fall with just a few steps.

"Let’s go together!"

Shujun said this, his tenderness directed solely at her. When he looked up at the female soldier who came to deliver the news...

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*Note: The speaker references a classical Chinese poem where a lover sacrifices their health out of love (Wasting away for Yi), indicating the depth of his longing.