Chapter 597 I don'st want to cry at all

An unexpectedly tall figure suddenly jumped into her line of sight.

Although he wasn't wearing the black suit that he usually wore, he was still dressed in a reserved black suit. His dignified appearance was like that of a towering, three-dimensional white poplar standing in the snow.

That northern man's rough yet not handsome facial features, as well as his pair of deep and calm eyes, appeared before him inch by inch. It was as though he was reminiscing about something in his dreams.

He's back!

After countless nights of lonely sleep and longing for him, he had finally returned.

Separated by a dozen or so steps, the tall and big figure in front of him was so real. He had finally merged with the person in his dreams with reality, and that familiar "gale" which he had not heard for a long time, Lin Wan Bai opened his mouth. His tone was unbelievably careful and careful, and he was even trembling slightly, "Huo Chang Yuan, hubby … Is that you? "

"It's me!"

Huo Chang Yuan's protruding adam's apple was rolling, his calm voice was as excited as her, also carrying a deep sense of self-blame and guilt, "My wife is sorry, I came back late."

He was even four months late.

Weren't these four months like a year to her?

She was completely relying on her stubbornness and her faith in him to persevere.

Lin Wan Bai stood in place in a daze as she watched him walk towards her step by step, just like how she was wearing a pure white wedding dress on the day of the church's wedding.

Finally, Huo Chang Yuan stopped in front of her.

The two of them were very close, close enough that she could clearly see his sharp features, close enough that she could clearly feel his breath on her face, close enough that she could reach out and touch his firm chest …

But Lin Wan Bai did not have the courage to lift her hand. She was afraid that this was just a dream.

Their gazes met, as if a cool breeze had blown across the water surface, causing ripples.

He grabbed the big palm of his left hand, opened it to look for the scar that had saved her life, and the wedding ring she had personally worn on her ring finger. It was completely and utterly certain that the person in front of him was Huo Chang Yuan, her man!

Huo Chang Yuan held her tightly, and in the next second, he opened his arms wide and pulled her into his embrace.

Lin Wan Bai felt his firm chest, and the warmth in her arms made her want to cry. She choked on her sobs, "Hubby, I knew it, I always knew it, you wouldn't die, you wouldn't be willing to leave me, you must come back! "I was waiting for you, I was waiting for you the whole time. Fortunately, you finally came back!"

"Yes, that's right, I'm back!" Huo Chang Yuan tightened his arms, his voice hoarse.

Lin Wan Bai's tears had already burst, she raised her hands and wiped them away, not wanting to let the tears blur her vision, "Hubby, I don't want to cry at all, because I won't be able to see your appearance clearly like this …"

"I'm fine." Huo Chang Yuan lovingly kissed her eyes. Because of the intense turmoil on her emotions, the muscles at the edge of her lips were visibly popping out as his palm stroked her back over and over again, "I can't see clearly today! I still have a lifetime's worth of time!"

Lin Wan Bai nodded heavily, and tightly hugged his strong waist.

In the pure white silence of the morning light, steam was puffed out from their mouths, as if no one was around them.

"Bam!"

Something fell to the ground.

Aunt Li who was about to rush her back to her room dropped the broom in her hand. She looked at the scene in disbelief as she muttered, "Oh my god, it's not a ghost, it's really a real mister?" Old Li, Old Li, quickly come out! "

Uncle Li was not called out, but a small figure appeared first from behind him and shouted excitedly, "Dung!"

The two people parted and watched as the little bun ran towards them while stepping on the snow cotton. Just like how he always did when he saw Lin Wan Bai, he directly threw himself onto Huo Chang Yuan's legs and wrapped himself tightly around Huo Chang Yuan like an octopus. With his tear-filled eyes, he raised his little face and said, "Dung, you finally came back from a business trip!"

Huo Chang Yuan bent down and looked at his son with eyes that were a little hot.

The little bun rubbed his left and right face against his chest before tightly hugging his neck. His snot and tears brushed against his face as he cried pitifully, "Wuu wuu, the baby thought …"

"Then why?" Huo Chang Yuan wiped his son's tears.

The little bun sniffed with his nose and said aggrievedly, "I thought you were the same as Little Fatty's Dung in kindergarten, messing around with women and not coming home. You don't need mother and baby anymore!"

"…" The corner of Huo Chang Yuan's mouth twitched.

However, seeing the panic in his son's big eyes, he put his big hand on his son's head and comforted him patiently.

Aunt Li was so excited that her eyes were red. She said hoarsely, "Quickly enter the house!"

After the heavy snowfall, Huo Chang Yuan, who had returned, filled every inch of the villa with joyous vitality. Time seemed to pass by like it was forgotten, only the joyous air was flowing everywhere.

On the bed in the master bedroom, the little bun was lying on top of the bed, unconscious.

The sofa by the window was tightly hugged by two people who were too wrapped up in happiness that they couldn't fall asleep. Outside the window, the night had long since disappeared and the clear moonlight shone on the snow.

Lin Wan Bai's gaze did not shift away from him for an entire day, including him bathing, changing his clothes, and eating. It was as if his eyes had never blinked, as though if he did not do that, he was afraid that he would disappear.

At this moment, she was lying obediently on his chest like a small animal, her eyes firmly locked on to him.

Huo Chang Yuan held her, and signaled the clock, "It's almost 11, are you still not going to sleep?"

"Don't want to sleep …" Lin Wan Bai shook his head, his gaze dazed. "I still want to look at you a little longer, and talk to you a little longer!"

From time to time, she would lift up her hand, using her fingertips to caress his angular face and muscular chest, continuously confirming that everything in front of her was not a dream, that she wouldn't close her eyes and open them again, that he was a living person, that the joy of recovery filled every single one of her pores.

Huo Chang Yuan held her hand, and gently kissed her back and forth with his thin lips, similarly recounting his four months of yearning.

He could feel his fear.

Huo Chang Yuan's Adam's apple bobbed up and down, thinking about the pain of losing her husband on his wedding day, Huo Chang Yuan's eyes shone with a hot light, "Wife, these four months have been difficult for you, haven't you?"