The morning sunlight, like golden threads, filtered through the gaps in the curtains, gently spilling onto the bed. Jiang Zhi's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes. Her gaze first fell on Shen Qingchen, who was still sleeping beside her. Shen Qingchen's face, illuminated by the morning light, seemed enveloped in a soft halo, its deep features appearing even more captivating, each line seemingly meticulously carved. His eyebrows were relaxed, and a faint smile seemed to linger at the corners of his mouth, as if immersed in a beautiful dream.
Jiang Zhi stared at him quietly, her heart filled with happiness, like a jar full of honey, ready to overflow at any moment. This happiness was so real and profound, a precious gift she had finally gained after experiencing countless hardships and tribulations. She moved her body gently, fearing to wake Shen Qingchen, then slowly sat up and put her feet into the slippers beside the bed. She did not get up immediately, but sat quietly for a while, enjoying the quiet and loving atmosphere of the early morning.
After a while, Jiang Zhi quietly got out of bed. She walked to the window and opened the curtains slightly, letting more sunlight into the room. The sunlight instantly filled the entire bedroom, illuminating every corner and making everything in the room brighter and warmer. Then, she tiptoed out of the bedroom and headed to the kitchen to prepare a delicious breakfast.
In the kitchen, Jiang Zhi, like a skilled artist, meticulously prepared breakfast. She pulled eggs, bread, and milk from the refrigerator. She placed a frying pan on the stove, turning it to a low heat, and poured a little oil into the pan. As the oil began to smoke slightly, she deftly picked up an egg and gently tapped it against the edge of the pan. A crack appeared in the shell, and with a gentle flick of her hands, the yolk and white fell perfectly into the pan. The egg sizzled in the pan, and Jiang Zhi picked up a spatula and gently flipped it, watching as the white solidified and the yolk turned golden, emitting an alluring aroma.
Meanwhile, she placed the bread in the toaster and pressed the button. The toaster began to work, and the bread inside gradually became golden and crispy. She then took a small saucepan from the cupboard and poured milk into it. Then, turning the heat to low, she slowly heated the milk, stirring it occasionally with a spoon to prevent it from burning. As the milk heated, she hummed a little tune, a folk song she had loved since childhood. The gentle sound of her voice echoed through the kitchen, adding a touch of joy to the warm morning.
In his sleep, Shen Qingchen seemed to smell the aroma of food. The aroma was like an invisible hand, gently waking him from his sleep. He slowly opened his eyes, stretched, and then sat up. He was stunned for a moment, realizing that Jiang Zhi was not in bed, and then he heard a slight sound coming from the kitchen. He got out of bed, put on his slippers, and walked towards the kitchen.
When he walked into the kitchen, he saw Jiang Zhi's busy back, and a warm current surged in his heart. He quietly walked behind Jiang Zhi and gently hugged her from behind. Jiang Zhi was startled by the sudden hug, but when she felt the familiar breath of Shen Qingchen, a happy smile immediately appeared on her face. Shen Qingchen kissed her lightly on the cheek and said gently: "Wife, good morning, it's great to have you." Jiang Zhi turned her head and looked into his eyes, her eyes full of love, and responded: "Good morning, today's breakfast is almost ready."
The two brought the prepared breakfast to the table, then sat down at the table and began to enjoy it. The fried eggs made by Jiang Zhi were crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, the bread was toasted just right, and the milk was just warm enough. They discussed their plans for today while eating. Shen Qingchen said, "The weather is very nice today. How about we go for a walk in the park? The park must be beautiful in autumn, and the maple leaves should all turn red." Jiang Zhi's eyes lit up, and he nodded and said, "Okay, I haven't been to the park for a long time, so it's a good time to go and relax."
On this morning, their lives were filled with simple, genuine happiness. There were no earth-shattering events, but rather these ordinary, heartwarming little joys, like small, gentle streams, that converged to form the warmest, most moving part of their long love. This was a microcosm of their married life, every moment filled with love and care, every detail brimming with happiness and contentment.
Dear readers, in this chapter, I want to depict a simple yet authentic married life of happiness. Often, love isn't always passionate; it's more about the little touches of care and companionship in everyday life. Jiang Zhi and Shen Qingchen's love, after previous ups and downs, is now in a sweet and stable state. I hope that through this detailed description, you will feel the deep affection between them, and that you will find your own longing and yearning for love in their story. At the same time, this also paves the way for the subsequent story. Happiness always faces challenges, and the challenges they are about to face will be even more severe, but these small blessings will become the source of their strength to persevere in love in difficult times. I hope you will continue to follow their story.
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