Husband

The wind caressed your face, and your loose hair caressed your back. The straw hat you'd donned for protection from the sun was slightly askew. With a slight smile on your lips, you walked across the vast expanses of human land, boldly gazing at the beauty of nature. The sun was blazing, but you weren't losing your joy. Bright white butterflies seemed to appear out of nowhere as you sat in the shade under a tree. They fluttered around you, evoking quiet laughter and joy. You squinted, watching as one of them happily landed on your finger. Your dear husband, Hua Cheng, was once again with you, even when he was at work. His butterflies always followed you while you were away from the walls of your blissful home. You stroked the butterfly tenderly, and as if hearing your call, it took off, flying away. As if it were calling you to return home, to the ghost town, and not to wander the streets without your spouse. And you couldn't resist. Rising to your feet, you followed the butterfly, which quickly carried you home. As soon as you entered your home, you immediately felt your husband's arms around you.

"Weren't you busy with work?" you asked with a smile, turning your head. Your husband, Hua Cheng, muttered something in response and, hiding his face in your neck, said,

• Gege... I missed you...