"I didn't dare to ask to stay at other people's houses on the way. I was scared, and they were scared too. So I would find a woodpile, dig a hole, curl up inside, and sleep. It was pretty good except for being a bit dirty. If there was no woodpile, I would find a sheltered place."

“One night, I took the wrong road and ended up in a graveyard. The will-o'-the-wisps were so scary that I couldn’t sleep all night. I ran away as soon as it got light.”

...

Lu Fangfang is still scared when she thinks about it now.

She hugged Zhuang Mingcheng tightly, her legs wrapped around his body, but she kept talking.

“I just kept walking and walking. Luckily I didn’t get sick. When I got to the county, I stayed overnight and then got on the military vehicle that came to the regiment.”

“At that time, Zhu Haimei and I were both holding your photo. She said the man in the photo was her boyfriend, and she started arguing with me. I thought I was going to have to go back…”

As Lu Fangfang spoke, she suddenly felt like laughing.

At the time, she didn't know what kind of person Zhuang Mingcheng was, and she thought it was true.

Zhu Haiming looked like a capitalist's daughter, which was much better than her thin and slovenly appearance.

She touched Zhuang Mingcheng's pectoral muscles, then tried to get up to see the man's expression.

"Hmm..."

When she tried to lift herself up, she found that Zhuang Mingcheng was holding her tightly, and she couldn't get up at all.

"Slap, slap."

"Hey, loosen your grip a little, it's so tight."

Zhuang Mingcheng felt uneasy.

He pursed his lips and slowly released his arm.

"Huh?"

Lu Fangfang leaned close to his cheek and carefully examined him.

The man's eyes were red, and there were tears in the corners of his eyes. She reached out and wiped them away for her husband.

"Why did you cry? I knew I shouldn't have told you. Actually, this experience was quite good."

As Lu Fangfang spoke, her eyes looked somewhat lost.

It was a very interesting experience, but she never wants to go through it again.

"I...I feel sorry for you."

Zhuang Mingcheng reached out and hugged his lover tightly.

No wonder my partner was so thin when they first joined the group, no wonder they were so dirty, no wonder...

"Fangfang, it's all in the past, it's all in the past. I'll be here for you from now on. We'll never be apart."

"Um."

Lu Fangfang closed her eyes, hugged the man, and felt a deep sense of security.

Even if she had to flee famine again, she would have someone to sleep with at the woodpile, and she would no longer have to be afraid.

The two leaned against each other.

After a while, Zhuang Mingcheng rubbed his lover's back and said, "Fangfang, tell me more about the two months I was away."

"Um?"

Lu Fangfang looked up at Zhuang Mingcheng and found that the man showed no signs of sleepiness.

She sighed and had no choice but to continue.

Life in the troupe was worlds apart from when we were fleeing famine.

She was busy all day long, but felt very happy.

Soon, she talked about the sixth team, "I met Grandpa Guo and Old Xu. When they saw that I was a military wife, they helped me push clay, push clay..."

She spoke slowly, her mind suddenly becoming a little foggy.

She yawned and drifted off to sleep.

"Fangfang?"

Zhuang Mingcheng glanced into his arms and saw that his lover was pouting and already asleep.

He lowered his head and kissed her, then closed his eyes.

His mind was in turmoil; the memory of his lover fleeing famine kept replaying in his mind, and his heart clenched uncontrollably.

He finally fell into a deep sleep late into the night.

...

The next day, just as dawn was breaking.

Lu Fangfang woke up as usual.

She reached out and touched the side until she felt a scar the size of a coin, then she opened her eyes.

She got up and first looked at her underwear.

Hmm... she's still wearing it, even her bra is still there, there's no sign of it being touched.

"That shouldn't be the case?"

Lu Fangfang looked down at herself; her skin was so white and tender that she almost wanted to nibble on herself.

She's been resting for almost three months now, and she's gained some weight, even her breasts look rounder. Zhuang Mingcheng held her all night, and he wasn't tempted at all.

She scratched her head and muttered to herself, "Could it be that it won't work?"

Lu Fangfang's gaze unconsciously drifted to the man's army green shorts.

She had heard that some men looked very strong, but...

Cough cough.

She doesn't really care about that, but if there's a real problem, she wants it treated as soon as possible, since she wants to have children in the future.

He glanced at Zhuang Mingcheng; his eyes were closed, and he was still fast asleep.

Lu Fangfang hesitated for a moment, but finally couldn't resist her curiosity. She quickly reached out and touched it, only to feel her hand being flicked.

"ah……"

Startled, she quickly withdrew her hand.

"This person is asleep, how come... how come... ugh."

Lu Fangfang patted her chest, finally relieved.

Her face felt hot, and she felt incredibly guilty. She quickly lay back down.

"Fangfang, what are you doing?"

Lu Fangfang: "..."

She looked up blankly and saw Zhuang Mingcheng staring at her with a deep gaze.

Lu Fangfang asked, clinging to a sliver of hope, "When...when did you wake up?"

What do you think?

"Fangfang, who did you just say was no good? Do you know that's an insult?"

Lu Fangfang's face flushed red instantly.

She quickly pulled the blanket over herself, rolled around twice, and wrapped herself inside.

What a cunning man, he actually... he actually pretended to be asleep.

Oh dear, she's so embarrassed.

Zhuang Mingcheng stared blankly, his lover's performance was truly smooth and effortless.

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