Ye Qian left, and before she left, she sent a letter to Ye Ling. When Ye Ling received the letter, she felt very strange. Over two lifetimes, she and Ye Qian were like enemies, even though they were still sisters.

Ye Ling didn’t read the contents of the letter and directly handed it to Shen Bin. She could generally guess; the first possibility was Ye Qian saying those unyielding words, and the second was Ye Qian admitting her mistake. However, Ye Ling leaned more towards the first possibility, and sure enough, when Shen Bin opened the letter, an expression of displeasure appeared on his face.

"Someone like her still doesn’t know she’s wrong by now. She’s hopeless. From now on, just pretend you don’t have this sister." Shen Bin was never one to say much, but for him to say something like this, it was clear that Ye Qian didn’t say anything good in the letter.

Ye Ling turned her head to look at him with a smile, "What does the letter say?"

Shen Bin had already crumpled the letter into a ball and precisely threw it into the trash can. He reached out his large hand and pulled his wife beside him into his arms. "She said she doesn’t believe she couldn’t surpass you and that one day she’ll overshadow you."

Ye Ling played with his fingers, "It can’t just be about that, right? Forget it. I knew she wouldn’t say anything pleasant. Everyone has their own path to walk. The path is one she must find herself. I’m just worried my father might feel upset."

"I think Dad seems to be doing fine lately, though he’s been busy planning to go back." Shen Bin lowered his head, watching his wife absentmindedly playing with his fingers, the corners of his lips lifting slightly. "I’ve taken seven days off from work. Let’s pack up tomorrow and head to Shenzhen."

Ye Ling looked up in surprise, but she moved so abruptly that she bumped into Shen Bin’s chin, which he couldn’t avoid in time. Ye Ling cried out in pain, not having time to rub her own forehead. She reached for his chin, but her hand was grasped mid-air, then a big hand covered her forehead, gently rubbing it. Though his hands were calloused, rubbing against her skin, Ye Ling ignored it all. The man in front of her was cold and not one for sweet words, but she knew she was important in his heart, carefully cherished by him.

No matter what, all of this was enough.

Shen Bin noticed his wife staring at him in a daze, "What’s wrong?"

With sparse words escaping his thin lips, it was his usual demeanor, but at this moment, Ye Ling was inexplicably moved. The happiness she had been pursuing was actually by her side all along, and she had never paid attention.

"Nothing." Ye Ling sniffed, burying her face into his embrace. "Tomorrow we’ll go to Shenzhen, see how Weilai is doing when we get there, and come back early. Then we’ll go back to our hometown again. Now that we’re leaving, Dad certainly won’t stay behind, and we’ll go back to the hometown together then."

Shen Bin widened his smile, "Alright."

It was the first time he heard his wife say she would take him back to the hometown. Shen Bin’s lips curved gently, even knowing he held a place in her heart, but with everything that had happened, he always felt something lacking. Perhaps no matter how much reassurance, there was always that bit of uncertainty.

On closer thought, his wife was also someone who wasn’t good at expressing herself, and added with his own nature, perhaps that’s why there weren’t those sweet words.

"Shen Bin, do you... just feel I’m suitable as a wife?" Actually, Ye Ling wanted to ask if he loved her.

But when the words came to her tongue, she didn’t say them. With a child as big as theirs, talking about love or not loving seemed unrealistic. Besides, Ye Ling knew, with Shen Bin’s nature, how could he possibly say those words. He’s not that kind of person, even if he thought it in his heart, he wouldn’t say it out loud.

Just like when they got together in the first place, Shen Bin never said he loved her.

"Hmm... that’s right, why?" Shen Bin looked down at the small wife in his arms with a smile on his face.

How could he not understand what she wanted to ask, but seeing her so adorable, Shen Bin couldn’t help but tease her.

Though Ye Ling expected this, she couldn’t help but feel discouraged, "Oh."

She responded faintly, without energy.

Shen Bin pulled her from his embrace strongly, like holding a child, gripping her underarms and lifting her to face him, "Besides being a suitable wife, you’re also my love."

Shen Bin paused here, and Ye Ling initially wanted to say something but didn’t start, looking at him longingly, anticipating what he would say next.

"I love you, you know that." Shen Bin said, his face instantly turning red. "Without feelings, how could we be together? Don’t let your thoughts run wild like this in the future."

Upon hearing his confession, Ye Ling’s smile broadened, sillily looking at the man in front of her, while diving into his embrace and wrapping her arms tightly around his neck.

Throwing herself into his arms, holding the woman he loved, Shen Bin felt there was nothing happier in the world than this.

"Such a stiff tone, and a tough attitude, though you seem like a boss, I really like it." Ye Ling’s joyful laughter was contagious to Shen Bin.

And with such a coy tone, Shen Bin’s heart melted into a puddle of spring water. If it weren’t for the middle of the day, Shen Bin believed he would certainly hold her and savor the moment thoroughly.

The next day, Ye’s father knew his daughter was leaving, and agreed to return with them together to the countryside. When Ye Ling saw her father wasn’t too upset knowing Ye Qian left, she truly felt relieved.

Happiness is actually very simple. Sometimes you feel content, and that’s happiness. Sometimes, you spend a lifetime pursuing something, not knowing what it exactly is. Just let everything happen naturally.

When Ye Ling and Shen Bin embarked on their journey to Shenzhen, they had already called Xiang Weilai beforehand. Before getting on the train, Ye Ling looked at her mischievous son in her mother-in-law’s arms, coaxing him for a while before reluctantly boarding the train. As she sat in the sleeper carriage, looking at the people on the platform outside the window—there were her in-laws, Zhao Guodong and his wife, Liu Nan waving, her father, and Aunt Liu with a slightly showing belly. As her son in her mother-in-law’s embrace happily sucked his fingers, Ye Ling leaned against Shen Bin’s chest. Living this life again, although there were many regrets and discontent, she also gained many invaluable things. For instance, people who truly cared for her, loyal friends, and, lastly, her love by her side, who, even though sparing in words, understood her and silently stayed by her side.

The train slowly started moving, as did the repressed passion within Ye Ling, slowly burning. She wanted to make life better, to live her exciting life, no longer missing out on life like this.

Happiness sometimes is very simple. When your heart is filled with sunshine, all you see are sunny days.

[End]