This is a piece of bluestone, about the size of a palm and one centimeter thick. It feels very smooth to the touch, as soft and smooth as a baby's skin, and even the edges are very rounded and smooth.

What's particularly special is the shape of this bluestone; it's heart-shaped. On the front, there are several dark red lines that, coincidentally, form the character "元" (Yuan).

In front of the character 元, there are several scattered red dots, which look like the character 沅.

Zhao Huanhuan looked at him in disbelief, "This is natural?"

Lin Yuan gave a soft "hmm" and looked at her tenderly. "One day when I was leading the soldiers on a training exercise in the mountains, I happened to see this. I felt that the shape of this was very similar to the two hearts on the back of the envelope you wrote to me. So I picked it up and looked at it. I then realized that the lines on the back looked like the character 'Yuan' in my name, so I decided to give it to you."

Zhao Huanhuan gave a soft "hmm".

She drew two hearts separated by a faint radio wave on the back of his envelope.

During the days he was away, Zhao Huanhuan also realized her own feelings. She missed him, longed for him, and knew that she had fallen in love with him, so she didn't hesitate to express it.

Besides writing to express her longing for him, she also draws, feeling that drawing is a better way to express things she wants to say but is too embarrassed to say in words.

She held the stone with his name on it, staring at it blankly. In fact, he seemed to understand romance better than she had thought.

"Huanhuan..." Lin Yuan saw her with her head down, reached out and hugged her tightly, buried her face in her shoulder and whispered, "I missed you!"

Zhao Huanhuan's eyes stung, and she looked up at her.

The bittersweet feeling I had been holding back since the moment I saw him finally burst forth the moment he embraced me.

Lin Yuan felt her raise her head, and he looked at her too. When he saw the moisture in her eyes, his heart ached terribly, and his eyes stung. He closed his eyes and slowly kissed her eyes, kissing away the sour tears.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" At this moment, the only thing he could say to her was "I'm sorry."

He could be fair to anyone, except her!

Zhao Huanhuan didn't want to hear him say sorry. He hadn't done anything wrong. Marrying him was her own choice. She stood on tiptoe and blocked his lips from saying sorry.

Lin Yuan's eyes darkened, and he tightened his grip, pulling her to sit on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed). He then lowered his head and deepened the kiss.

The sound of a door opening came from the next room, and the two of them separated somewhat awkwardly, leaning against each other to catch their breath.

"Go eat quickly, and talk to your parents while you're at it." Zhao Huanhuan felt her face wasn't so hot anymore, and her heart wasn't beating so fast, so she leaned back, leaving his embrace, and whispered to him.

Lin Yuan raised her hand and gently touched her head, giving her a tender smile. "Okay, I'll go eat. You go lie down in bed first; it's warm there."

Zhao Huanhuan coughed lightly and gave a soft "hmm".

Actually, it wasn't cold inside, and she felt that Lin Yuan's words were definitely an implication to her.

Lin Yuan turned to look at the things on the table. "These were all bought before I boarded the train in Xiling. Some were for my family, and some were for my parents-in-law."

"The goji berries from Xiling are famous throughout the country for their quality. I bought five bags. I'll give two to my parents, two to your parents, and keep one in our house. You can soak some in water and drink it often; it's good for your health." After saying this, Lin Yuan picked up a bag and put it in the drawer under the glass sliding door.

It's full of Huanhuan's snacks and treats.

Zhao Huanhuan responded with an "okay".

After Lin Yuan carried the things for Uncle Lin and Aunt Chu over there, Zhao Huanhuan tidied up and went to wash up. After washing her feet, she poured water, added another piece of charcoal to the stove, changed into her pajamas, got on the kang (heated brick bed), and crawled into bed.

It's exactly 10 o'clock.

When Lin Yuan returned, Zhao Huanhuan, who was lying in bed reading a book, had already fallen asleep.

He smiled, pressed a large piece of charcoal into the stove, brushed his teeth, washed himself again, and then went to bed on the kang (heated brick bed) with the lights off.

He gently took her book and placed it on the other side of the pillow. Just as he was about to pull her into his arms, his fingers touched the stone with his name on it that she had placed between the two pillows.

He sighed softly, didn't touch her again, closed his eyes, and went to sleep quietly.

He has ten days off this time, so he can spend ten days with Huanhuan. There's no rush to do it in one night.

Zhao Huanhuan woke up before dawn.

The moment she opened her eyes and felt the breathing beside her, she became fully aware that Lin Yuan had returned last night, and she had fallen asleep while waiting for him.

She gently turned over to face him, trying hard to see his features in the darkness.

Suddenly, a pair of large hands reached into her blanket and pulled her into his blanket with a forceful pull. The next moment, he leaned over and kissed his little wife without saying a word.

Daylight broke, and everything came to a standstill!

Zhao Huanhuan leaned limply against him, not wanting to say a word.

Lin Yuan gently stroked her slender back and sighed, "You haven't been back to see your parents for more than half a year. You must miss them, right? I bought two tickets to go back on the second day of the Lunar New Year when I got off the train yesterday. Let's go back and stay for a few more days."

Zhao Huanhuan gave a soft "hmm".

Lin Yuan felt uneasy after hearing her parents talk about the educated youth team last night.

Thinking that all the educated youth have left, and only Huanhuan stayed in the village because she married him, I imagine she must be feeling very sad!

Otherwise, she could go back to be with her parents during the Chinese New Year!

His only consolation right now is that he was fortunate enough to have secured this Spring Festival holiday and come back.

"By the way, Huanhuan, I have some good news for you!" Lin Yuan had calmed down by now, put his arm around his wife, and spoke to her.

"What?" Daylight broke, and the room became bright, allowing Zhao Huanhuan to see his face clearly.

He seems to look even more handsome and fairer than when he left last time.

"I've been promoted to platoon leader, and I'm no longer leading shifts," Lin Yuan said softly, meeting her bright, scrutinizing eyes.

Zhao Huanhuan was taken aback. "Huh? Directly promoted to platoon leader? Isn't it supposed to be a promotion to deputy platoon leader?"

"Yes, I was promoted directly to platoon leader. The mission that called me back last time was a bit more difficult, but I completed it very well. I was awarded a third-class merit. Shortly after I wrote to you, I received the order to be promoted to officer," Lin Yuan said softly.

Zhao Huanhuan said "Oh," meaning after National Day.

Zhao Huanhuan didn't quite understand the criteria for this third-class merit, nor did she know what mission he was assigned, but she suddenly had a guess in her mind: could Lin Yuan have a hidden identity in the army?

This was something she hadn't thought much about, but now that she knew he had received a third-class merit after completing the mission that had led to his special recruitment, Zhao Huanhuan felt that there must have been danger involved.

She sat up abruptly, pulled back the covers, and began to examine him.