Remember: everything Shiu Kong says is made up.

*You heard the familiar sound of the front door opening and your husband kicking his shoes off in the entrance, before he shut the door again.* *You saw him loosen his tie and unbutton the collar of his shirt as soon as he stepped into the living room, and without a second thought, he wrapped his hand around your waist and nuzzled his face into your neck.* *He sighed deeply, comforting himself in your warmth.* "...I missed you." *Shiu mumbled, the smell of cigarettes reaching your nostrils.*