Song Yan never thought she would experience a day of transmigrating into a book. Well, if she transmigrated, she transmigrated! The 1970s weren't that scary.
However, she didn't expec...
Wei Aiguo remained silent for a long time. "You are outstanding, intelligent, and beautiful."
I'll only become less and less worthy of you while I'm in these mountains.
I won't bother you; I'll let you go. I only ask that you write to me often to tell me about Yueyue. Tell her I'm her father!
"So you've decided you absolutely must divorce me?" Song Yan said, looking at Wei Aiguo.
"If I may, I acknowledge that you are a widowed woman, but not a divorced woman."
But I am a soldier, and military orders are absolute. Even if it takes my entire life to complete this mission, I will not back down.
You don't need to. Just live your life well!
Song Yan lowered his head and kissed Wei Aiguo.
Since they became a real couple, Wei Aiguo had always been the one to take the initiative. This was the first time Song Yan had taken the initiative.
Wei Aiguo turned his head away, refusing Song Yan's kiss. His profile appeared even more resolute, and Song Yan's fingers traced across his eyebrows and eyes.
She gently kissed his face, her hands slowly caressing his body.
"Song Yan! Stop it..." Wei Aiguo called out anxiously, using his full name.
"Stop it, you'll regret doing this."
Wei Aiguo felt as if his body was on fire, but he still couldn't move his hands and feet.
"Song Yan! Song Yan! I told you to stop, didn't you hear me?"
Stop. I have something to tell you.
Song Yan stopped what he was doing and waited for Wei Aiguo to continue.
He breathed a sigh of relief.
"Do you know how much determination it took for me to decide to divorce you?"
Actually, I'm very unwilling. I'm unwilling for you to end up in another man's arms in the future.
The thought that there will always be a man who does what I did to you, and that you might even have children for that man, makes me want to kill him.
But I can't. I not only have my own mission, but Wei Ping and Wei An are still young, and my mother still needs me to take care of her. I won't see Yueyue grow up.
Xiaoyan, don't let me know what it feels like to throw yourself at me. If I don't know, I won't think about it.
I'm afraid that when I find out, I'll think I won't be able to control myself.
When I'm free from these constraints, when I've completed my mission, I'll be jealous of the man I'm with, I'll want you to be in that man's arms...you...you...I'm afraid that one day I won't be able to resist killing someone.
That would ruin your happiness. Yueyue can't have a murderer as her father either.
If that time really comes, in order to prevent this from happening, I'm afraid I'll only have one way out: death...
I really want to watch Yueyue grow up.
Wei Aiguo's noticeably thinner face and the pleading look in his eyes were heartbreaking.
Song Yan: "I believe what you're saying right now is true, but you're being too absolute. Time can change everything."
Time is a butcher's knife; it can turn a young girl into a barrel-shaped waist, and a young man into someone with flowing white hair.
In ten or twenty years, you'll realize how unworthy your current thoughts were. You might even forget what you were thinking at that moment.
Wei Aiguo shook his head, "I can't."
My mission might take three to five years, or it might take eight to ten years. Or I might sacrifice myself.
I even thought that as long as I'm alive, as long as you're willing to come back to me, I don't care about anything else.
Song Yan was stunned. Did he mean what he thought?
Wei Aiguo: "Actually, this is simply impossible."
We've only truly lived together for two years. If you've been with someone else for ten or eight years... how can your two years of relationship with me compare to someone else's ten or eight years...
Song Yan: "If I were really like that, would it be worth you doing that?"
"Your kindness is unmatched."
Song Yan knew there were some questions she shouldn't ask, but she couldn't help herself.
"Will it take you that many years to complete this task?"
Wei Aiguo hesitated for a moment, considering whether he should say certain things. "My two predecessors, they held fast for over twenty years..."
Song Yan wanted to ask, "Where are they?" But she knew she shouldn't ask.
Song Yan suddenly understood what Lao Zeng meant. Lao Zeng knew this was already an exception, and he definitely couldn't have told him. This was a violation of discipline! He had been anxiously waiting for this.
Song Yan didn't want to talk, so he hugged Wei Aiguo and lay there quietly.
Wei Aiguo was overthinking it. It wasn't a big deal that she took the initiative in their intimate relationship. But it wasn't like she could force herself on him when he was immobilized; she didn't have that kind of fetish. She just wanted to kiss him; he was overthinking it.
I never expected to hear him say that.
Just as she was falling asleep, Wei Aiguo turned over. His hands and feet were working properly again.
Song Yan opened his eyes, looked around, then closed them again, wanting to sleep.
Wei Aiguo didn't want her to sleep. "Xiaoyan, you know my leg is fine. If I don't report this, you have to promise me that you'll keep quiet even if a knife is held to your throat."
Song Yan closed his eyes. "What if it's reported?"
Wei Aiguo: "Then it might be difficult for you to divorce me. To keep your secret, I'm afraid we need to maintain our marital relationship first." Wei Aiguo didn't know what would happen then. But regardless of who initiated the divorce, Song Yan would likely suffer, especially in terms of her future.
Song Yan tucked his blanket in, still not opening his eyes. "Does it need to be reported according to regulations?"
“Anything unusual that happens during the mission must be reported. You’ve found a flaw in my plan,” Wei Aiguo said softly.
"Good comrade, you must follow the rules." Song Yan was really sleepy. He had been disturbed too much last night, and he was too embarrassed to stay in bed all day! He fell asleep quickly, breathing evenly.
Xiaoyan is willing to continue being his wife, even if he stays here for another ten or eight years.
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