"What's wrong, Ah Lin?" Feeling the warmth coming from Gu Yelin, An Yiqing's cheeks flushed slightly. Although they had long since become husband and wife in reality and officially registered, every time they were alone, An Yiqing still felt a sense of girlish shyness. The saying that the feelings fade after being together for a long time seemed not to apply to them at all.
"I missed you." Gu Yelin buried his head in An Yiqing's shoulder, speaking in a muffled voice.
An Yiqing was momentarily stunned, then silently laughed. She could sense that Gu Yelin was in a low mood, but An Yiqing didn't press for an explanation, instead holding Gu Yelin tightly, comforting him with her presence.
By the bed, the two embraced each other closely. The room was very quiet, with Gu Yelin burying his head in the nape of An Yiqing's neck, gently inhaling her scent.
In fact, he didn't really know why he felt down; if he had to name a reason, it might sound a bit childish.
