Chapter 340: A Secret
Or was it that he went and came back safely?
Jiang Yao was furious with herself, why did she not spend more time with Lu Xingzhi before?
“I don’t know how long I will be gone for this mission. Why don’t you go back to school after I leave? At least you have your friends there with you.” Lu Xingzhi had to go on this mission, not just because of the trust and hope his superiors had on him, but also, Old General Liang was one of the hostages.
His military career was smooth sailing mainly because of the Liang family. Old General Liang and Mr. Liang treated him just like one of their own. Ever since he was in school, Old General Liang taught him many things.
They were not only his elders; they were also his mentors.
Lu Xingzhi did not know when he would be back. He was not comfortable leaving Jiang Yao alone in the platoon, concerned that Chen Feibai would take his absence as an opportunity to harass Jiang Yao. He was also worried that she would get lonely and start to overthink matters.
“I am not going back!” Jiang Yao shook her head. “I will be here waiting for you to return!”
Jiang Yao was steadfast in her decision. She could not stop Lu Xingzhi from joining the rescue mission, at least she could stay here and wait for him to come back.
“Listen, Lu Xingzhi! I want you to come back the way you leave, in good shape!” She only wanted him to be safe, even if it meant not being able to be a hero on the battlefield.
“I will try.” Lu Xingzhi let go of his hands. The person in his arms buried her face into his chest, hugging him tighter around his waist, as if to protest.
He did not know what else to say. Lu Xingzhi could not promise to return safely, but he did not want to lie to Jiang Yao.
“I am telling you, if you are handicapped, I am leaving you!” Jiang Yao looked at Lu Xingzhi, teary-eyed.
He laughed. His laughter filled with helplessness for the situation and his love for her.
“Stop dreaming! If I, Lu Xingzhi, am still alive, you will always be my wife.”
He could be a paraplegic for all it was worth. As long as he was alive, Jiang Yao could only belong to him and him only. He did not hide his fervent possessiveness, there was no point in doing that now.
“Let me tell you a secret.” Lu Xingzhi carried her onto the couch in the living room.
Sewn in fabric with a floral pattern, the couch was soft and comfortable. Jiang Yao bought it from the Furniture Plaza in town. She liked to sit on the couch after meals, laying on Lu Xingzhi’s lap, chatting with him, talking about her life in school, her friends or just listening to the radio.
She liked how he listened to her talk with full concentration, only having her in his eyes.
“What secret?” Jiang Yao sat on his lap sobbing, but seemingly distracted by his words.