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After saying this, Ye Wenyu stood on tiptoe, wrapped her arms around Lin Tingfeng's neck, and gave him a deep kiss on the lips.

Before Lin Tingfeng could react, she released his lips and said to him with utmost seriousness, "After my mother passed away, I couldn't get over it. My teachers advised me, my classmates advised me, my friends advised me. I'm about to graduate from university, and things like finding a job or taking the postgraduate entrance exam are urgent, but none of them worked for me. But tonight, Tingfeng, I'm telling you, I've pulled myself together. I'm going to pull myself together for you!"

She looked at him, confessed her feelings, and her face blossomed into a beautiful smile, her eyes shining like the stars in the sky.

She said to him with utmost seriousness and sincerity, "You are so good and so outstanding. I want to become even better and more outstanding for you! I want to be your pride, I want to be worthy of your love, so I can no longer live this muddled life. Thank you, Tingfeng, thank you for always loving me."

She smiled sweetly at him.

The air was thick as honey.

Lin Tingfeng felt both happy and ashamed. This was the most touching love confession he had ever heard! He never expected that this girl loved him so deeply! He forced a smile and resolved to pamper her. So, he simply picked her up and carried her home in his arms.

Lin Tingfeng was very strong. He carried Ye Wenyu through the snow in the middle of the night for a long time, like a giant. Finally, they reached the elevator in the residential area. Once inside, he continued to carry her.

Ye Wenyu saw the security camera in the elevator and noticed the fine beads of sweat on Lin Tingfeng's forehead. She knew he was probably exhausted; she was as fat as a pig! He had actually carried her through the snow for so long.

Therefore, Ye Wenyu's face turned as red as a bride's veil, and she said to Lin Tingfeng, "We're almost home, put me down." As she spoke, she struggled to get down on her own.

Lin Tingfeng hugged her even tighter, smiling at her as he said, "No need, we're already here, let's just carry her inside. I can carry her." He looked at her with a smile in his eyes, and she smiled back at him.

Happiness seems contagious. The two of them look at each other, smiling foolishly. It's as if no one else exists in the world; only the two of them remain.

For Lin Tingfeng, his arms had been empty for too long. Now that the two of them had finally reconciled, he held her in his arms and couldn't bear to put her down like that.

Therefore, he persisted in his opinion, and although it was tiring, he was happy.

It was winter, and snow was falling heavily outside, but seeing his beloved in his arms, warm and fragrant, and knowing how much she loved him, Lin Tingfeng was very happy.

Holding her is like holding an entire spring garden.

His feet seemed to be walking on colorful clouds, soft music seemed to be playing in his ears, and soft, fragrant jade was in his arms.

The elevator arrived, and he carried her out of it. The corridor floor was covered with high-quality tiles, and his leather shoes made a pleasant "thump-thump" sound as he stepped on them.

Upon arriving at their door, he unlocked it with the keypad, pushed it open, smiled at Ye Wenyu, and said gently, "Please come in—"

Ye Wenyu glanced at Lin Tingfeng. For a moment, she felt a little nervous. She worried that this home was no longer the same as before, and that it would make her feel unfamiliar, which would then make her afraid and sad.

Her heart pounded wildly like a drum, and she dared not look up.

Seeing her standing there blankly, staring at the doorway, Lin Tingfeng smiled at her and said, "Come in."

Ye Wenyu still didn't have the courage, so Lin Tingfeng smiled, took her hand, and led her out.

In the darkness, he reached out and turned on the light switch. With a "click," the light, like moonlight, instantly filled the entire room.

The elaborate and luxurious crystal chandelier shines like a sky full of stars. The exceptionally clean wooden floor sparkles like diamonds under the light. The leather sofa also radiates a star-like glow. There are fresh flowers in the living room, fruit in the kitchen, and books still line the four walls of the study. The piano sits quietly in its place, as if waiting for her return.

Everything was just as she had left it, exactly as she remembered it, unchanged.

It was as if she hadn't been gone for six months, but had simply left home this morning and returned this evening.

Lin Tingfeng adjusted the light to a warm orange-red hue. Outside, the north wind howled, but inside, it was as warm as spring.

“Tingfeng—” Ye Wenyu suddenly felt a warmth in her heart, her nose tingled, and her eyes reddened. It must not be easy for a home to remain unchanged from the past, clean and tidy, just as it was when she left. Lin Tingfeng must have put in a lot of effort.

Lin Tingfeng agreed and walked up to her, seeing tears hanging beneath her thick, fan-like eyelashes, like raindrops on the eaves.

He smiled, his heart filled with joy. He reached out a hand and stroked her small, delicate face, gently saying to her, "So easily moved?"

Ye Wenyu said to him, "You've protected this family so well—"

Lin Tingfeng's smile deepened. He reached out and embraced her, saying, "Silly girl, I've spent most of the past six months here while you were gone. This is your home, and it's my home too."

He found her old rabbit fur slippers and helped her change, continuing slowly, "Living here feels like you're still here. I can almost smell your fragrance and hear your footsteps. Sometimes, sitting in the living room, I feel like you're engrossed in reading in the study. I can't help but stand up, and with a nervous heart, I quietly walk to the study. But when I open the door, I'm inevitably disappointed—"

Hearing this, Ye Wenyu was stunned. She looked up and carefully examined Lin Tingfeng, only to find that he seemed to have lost a lot of weight and looked much paler after not seeing him for half a year.

He spoke in a calm, almost conversational tone, as if discussing the weather, but upon closer listening, one could discern the depth of his affection for her.

She reached out and touched his face, asking him with concern, "Tingfeng, are you sick? You seem to have lost a lot of weight, and your face is very pale."

Lin Tingfeng was taken aback. He reached out and took her hand as she touched his cheek, saying, "I'm not sick—" In fact, his stomach had been upset ever since she left, but he hadn't paid much attention to it. He was busy with the group's business and the divorce proceedings, and he didn't even have time to go to the hospital.

Besides the occasional severe stomach pain, he seemed to be fine. He had never had a good appetite, and since the stomach pain became severe, his appetite had worsened, so weight loss was inevitable.