The Choice

When dawn came, the city gates opened.

Heng Yi walked out of the city and towards his manor.

When he reached home, the sun had just risen.

Smoke rose from the kitchen of the manor. He raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"Who is it?" The gatekeeper yawned.

When he opened the door and realized that it was his master, he immediately woke up. "Master, you've returned!"

"Yes."

Heng Yi returned to the main courtyard.

His wife and son were still sound asleep.

He went to take a shower first, changed into a clean set of clothes, and returned to the bedroom.

He pulled the blanket and lay down beside Han Qiao.

Han Qiao leaned into his arms, "You're back?"

"Yes."

He kissed his beloved wife and said gently, "Go back to sleep."

Han Qiao glanced at the window. It was already dawn.

"Eat something before you sleep."

He didn't feel hungry at first.