"Yeah." Jiang Yiyu rested his elbows on his knees, supported his face with his hands, and smiled at her sideways: "Dear, why don't you just come with me."
Song Shengsheng also smiled: "Okay, empty a big box and put me in it."
"That's another story. Don't worry, I have a lot of people on my team who will take care of me even if I can't take care of myself."
"I know." Song Shengsheng suppressed her smile. "But I'm still a little worried. I couldn't control you before, and I didn't worry that much, but now we're husband and wife, and I always want to treat you better and better. After all, you've been gone for three months, and I can't see or touch you. If you get sick or injured, I won't know if you don't tell me."
Jiang Yiyu sighed and extended his hand to her.
Song Shengsheng looked up at him and slowly placed her hand on his palm. Jiang Yiyu held her hand and gently stroked the back of her hand with his fingertips: "I will call you every day."
"Not really. You should rest more when you have time. Jiang Yiyu, I'm not afraid of long-distance relationships."
"I'm afraid, dear, I'm afraid."
"What are you afraid of?"
"I'm afraid that if I'm not around, you'll suddenly regret being with me."
Song Shengsheng smiled and sat down. She pulled back her hand that Jiang Yiyu was holding and helped him close the small suitcase. "No, it's tiring to like someone. I don't want to start all over again."
Song Shengsheng closed the box and turned the combination lock: "The password is the initial password, a few zeros. If you forget, remember to ask me."
"Okay. Shengsheng."
"What's wrong?"
"Can I... give you a hug?"
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