The actress is reborn and is chasing after her husband.

New Year's Eve, Nanfeng Residential Area, Jiangyan City.

Tonight, Ximerlin specially cooked two side dishes for himself: stir-fried shrimp and spicy chicken.

We sat by the fire, with four bottles of beer, the TV on, watching the Spring Festival Gala.

It's different from spending the Spring Festival in the barracks; it feels especially relaxing and comfortable.

During the meal, she video-chatted with Rong's parents and Yang's parents to wish each other a Happy New Year, as well as with Xiangjun, who lives in Hangzhou.

Afterwards, I exchanged New Year's greetings with friends and old classmates.

She looked at the chat history on WeChat, but there was no mention of Shu Xiangyu.

After hesitating for a long time, she finally mustered up the courage to send her a New Year's greeting: "Sister, Happy New Year."

Then I put my locked phone aside and focused on the TV.

Unfortunately, the Spring Festival Gala programs are not very innovative every year, unlike when I was a child, I always looked forward to watching it, eating melon seeds and peanuts, and the whole family would sit together in a lively atmosphere.

As midnight approached, the sounds of fireworks and firecrackers echoed everywhere outside, particularly deafening.

The city has gradually opened up in the last two years; otherwise, it would have been quieter tonight. It's just a pity that the firefighters are on standby at all times in case of a fire.

For her, the flavor of the New Year is the Spring Festival couplets in her hometown, the sausages and cured meats made by her mother, and the colorful candies.

There were also new clothes and shoes, lucky money from elders, and trips to climb mountains, worship Buddha, and burn incense.

When she was little, she and her brother always looked forward to the Lunar New Year, because it meant they could have many things they didn't have on ordinary days...

On television, several hosts and guest performers took to the stage together to celebrate the upcoming New Year.

She also raised her glass, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Grandpa, Grandma, Grandma on my mother's side, Dad, Mom, Brother, Happy New Year! I'm doing very well now, so please don't worry..."

As the bell rang, she downed her beer in one gulp.

As all the beer on the coffee table was finished, the effects of the alcohol began to creep in.

At that moment, she picked up her phone, unlocked the screen, and a message appeared on her screen.

"Wood, I'm not happy, not happy at all."

A piercing pain instantly overwhelmed her, tears streaming down her face. She lay on her side on the sofa, barely able to breathe.

"Yu Bao, I'm so sorry, so sorry..."

She was fearful, anxious, and unable to muster the courage to fight back.

So for every step she takes forward, she takes a step back.

The deep-seated despair had overwhelmed her, leaving no room for anything else…

After some time, the doorbell suddenly rang.

Schimerling was drowsy on the sofa when she was suddenly startled awake. Thinking she had misheard, she closed her eyes to calm herself down, but then the doorbell rang again.

She then sat up, rubbing her throbbing forehead, and went to open the door to see who would be visiting her during the New Year holiday.

To his surprise, he staggered to the door and looked through the peephole to see that there was actually a living person, Shu Xiangjun, standing outside.

She thought she was seeing things, so she quickly opened the door. Sure enough, it was him, and Shu Xiangyu was leaning against him.

Shu Xiangjun's flushed face was filled with speechlessness and helplessness, and there seemed to be a lot of resentment in her eyes as she looked at her.

"Come lend a hand..."

He was panting heavily, clearly exhausted.

Only then did Ximerlin reach out and take his sister into his arms.

Shu Xiangjun pointed at her, then at her unconscious older sister: "My mission is complete. You caused this mess, so you have to deal with it yourself. You're the only one in the world who can handle her. I'm going crazy, I have to go now..."

Schimerling was still in a daze, somewhat confused about what was going on.

"Shu Xiangjun, are you out of your mind? Why did you bring her here during the New Year? Don't you know what we..."

Before she could finish speaking, Shu Xiangjun rarely showed such a cold and serious expression.

“Wood, she got drunk and was threatening to kill herself, saying she wanted to see you. What could I do? I was desperate too. I rushed here from Hangzhou during the day and then from Chengdu to your house on New Year's Eve. I must owe you both something in this life, which is why I'm being tormented by both of you.”

He was both angry and annoyed; the Spring Festival had been a complete mess.

"There are extra beds at home, come in and rest."

Schimerlin lost his confidence after being scolded by him.

"Fine, I won't interfere with your private time. I'm going to the hotel. She can come find me tomorrow morning after she wakes up."

Shu Xiangjun turned and left.

"Then be careful."

"I know, just keep an eye on her..."

He didn't drink much, and he walked fairly normally.

After he left, Xi Molin carried his sister into the house.

There was only one bed in the house, so we could only settle her in the master bedroom for the time being.

Shu Xiangyu had clearly drunk quite a bit; he was not only reeking of alcohol but was also completely drunk and unconscious.

The two had a falling out a few days ago, and she thought she must have returned to Qizhou or Haishi, but unexpectedly she stayed in Chengdu.

I felt a pang of sadness and heartache.

She then skillfully removed her clothes, revealing her smooth skin and striking tattoos.

This immediately made her already flushed face burn even hotter.

Then I carried her to the bathroom, turned on the bathroom heater, and let the hot water run down on her, which sobered her up quite a bit.

Shu Xiangyu opened her hazy, dreamy eyes and looked at the familiar, longed-for face in front of her. Thinking she was dreaming again, she didn't care and put her hands on her shoulders and neck, and kissed her passionately and proactively.

Still slightly intoxicated from being drenched in hot water, Shimmering, knowing it was futile, was still captivated by those soft, slightly cool lips.

Her body always tells a story, and she couldn't deny that this sudden intimacy was something she couldn't refuse.

Her delicate and beautiful appearance was already etched into her heart. Her somewhat rough hands roamed over her smooth skin, awakening their long-dormant memories.

Her passionate response aroused Shu Xiangyu's desire, and at this moment, neither of them could restrain their longing for each other.

As Ximerlin's clothes gradually came off, he would occasionally intertwine his fingers with hers, sometimes gently cupping her face in his hands, or letting her entwine around him.

Beneath the tender and lingering emotions lies a deep affection that cannot be truly severed.

Back in the bedroom with the small light on, Shu Xiangyu sat facing her on her lap, just like before, with his arms around her neck.

Schimerling then tenderly dried her hair, just like in the past, when they often interacted like this.

The tattoo on her chest still exuded a touch of sexiness, and glancing at it from time to time stirred a slight ripple in my heart.

In the blink of an eye, there was a burning passion and tender affection between them, so close yet so far.

After drying their hair, they lay down together again, embracing and kissing passionately under the covers, reluctant to part.

The exploration, which I thought would be unfamiliar, was actually more relaxed than I imagined. The kiss was like a wildfire, and my body's memories and sensitivity were awakened.

Unlike before, Xi Molin was no longer impatient; now she was tender and attentive, always paying attention to her reactions.

Shu Xiangyu murmured softly beside her, and the long-awaited physical intimacy made her lose herself in it.

"Yu Bao, Yu Bao..."

The gentle voice calling her name fell into their ears, evoking their deepest memories.

That was a name that used to belong exclusively to them. Shu Xiangyu wasn't used to it at first, but she grew to like it quite a bit later.

On New Year's Eve, the two, unable to contain their emotions, exhausted almost all their strength.

Shu Xiangyu had to admit that Mo Mo's strength and stamina were really good, even better than before. She begged for mercy several times before she stopped torturing her.

"I'm so sleepy..."

She could no longer open her eyes and fell asleep within minutes.

Schimerlin's mind became even clearer. Under the lamplight, looking at her sleeping peacefully in his arms, a sense of guilt welled up in his heart again.

What happened to them is now completely indistinguishable and beyond calculation...