Chapter 80 Drunk

Upon arriving at the agricultural company, the company commander led the workers to the construction site to provide support without delay.

Xia Fanxing wasn't idle either. First, she went to the company's medical clinic to check on the current situation, including how many patients there were and the severity of their conditions.

She quickly organized the medicines she brought from the regimental hospital, treated the patients lying in the clinic first, and then rushed to the construction site.

The workers of the Xinjiang Production and Construction Corps all follow the principle of "not leaving the front line with minor injuries." There must be injured workers on the construction site, but they are not that serious.

With the support of the company commander and his team, and the help of Xia Fanxing, a nurse with superb medical skills, the crisis in the agricultural company was finally resolved three hours later.

Both the construction site issues and the injury issues were handled properly, and everyone felt relieved.

It just so happens that the staff and colleagues who went to work at the regimental headquarters had not seen each other for several months. In order to thank Xia Fanxing for her help and to welcome Xie Jingchen's arrival, they decided to hold a small bonfire party.

The campfire crackled in the center of the field, its flickering light illuminating the bright smiles on everyone's faces and dispelling the chill of the night.

In such an atmosphere, it's hard for people to simply sit still.

Some people sang folk songs, some whistled, and some got up in twos and threes, holding hands and starting to dance and twirl around.

Xia Fanxing sat on the makeshift bench, smiling faintly as she watched the lively and harmonious scene before her, occasionally taking a sip of hot tea to warm herself.

A short while later, Xie Jingchen returned after completing the survey.

He silently walked over to Xia Fanxing and very naturally sat down on the other side of the bench.

Such bonfire parties are rare at the regimental headquarters, and he was also influenced by the relaxed and pleasant atmosphere.

He saw more and more people holding hands and dancing together, and it wasn't just people of the same sex holding hands, but also people of the opposite sex.

In such an environment, it seems that the boundaries between men and women are temporarily broken, and no one will pay attention or criticize them.

Xie Jingchen's heart stirred slightly, and he subconsciously looked at Xia Fanxing.

He saw Xia Fanxing's eyes, brighter than the stars in the sky, and the slight upturn of her lips.

Even though he could only see Xia Fanxing's profile, he was already deeply attracted by her beauty and couldn't help himself.

Xie Jingchen's gaze was so intense and obvious that Xia Fanxing couldn't ignore it.

Just as she turned her gaze to meet his, she heard the crowd, who were having a great time, shout loudly, "Commander Xie, Nurse Xia, give us one!"

I don't know who started it, but the enthusiastic urging grew more and more intense with each call.

Everyone noticed that the two main characters were sitting "idly" and gathered around them, insisting on pulling them up to dance.

Xia Fanxing quickly waved her hands, a faint blush rising on her cheeks, though it was hidden by the firelight. "Oh dear, I can't do it, I don't know how to dance this..."

Xie Jingchen originally wanted to decline, but he rarely saw Xia Fanxing looking so shy, and the crowd around them was so enthusiastic and sincere that he couldn't bear to say no.

So he stood up first, and extended his hand to Xia Fanxing, "Let's go, Nurse Xia. The military and the people are one family, and we can't refuse everyone's good intentions."

Xie Jingchen's hands are broad and thick, with distinct knuckles, exuding a unique sense of strength characteristic of soldiers.

Xia Fanxing hesitated for a moment, but quickly placed her hand in his palm.

In the dim light of the campfire at night, the difference in skin tone between the two was not so obvious, but the size difference was still undeniable.

Xie Jingchen's hands were large and wide; when he put his five fingers together, he could completely cover Xia Fanxing's slender little hands.

His palms were warm and dry, radiating a magical power that put people at ease.

As soon as the two entered the dance circle, the rhythm of the dancing became faster.

Xie Jingchen didn't actually know how to dance these folk dances, but with his own coordination, he could roughly follow the rhythm and move his feet. Although he didn't dance very well, at least he didn't fall behind.

His main task was to protect Xia Fanxing and prevent her from being bumped by the excited crowd.

Throughout the entire dance, he and Xia Fanxing held hands.

Xie Jingchen's grip was very strong, as if it were a silent determination.

Xia Fanxing could clearly feel the calluses on his palms rubbing against her fingers, bringing a tingling sensation.

In crowded places, Xie Jingchen's body would sometimes inadvertently get close to Xia Fanxing.

His unique masculine scent, mixed with a hint of sweat, created a unique hormonal aura that enveloped her completely.

Xia Fanxing felt her heartbeat becoming erratic and rapid.

She even felt her heart pounding like a drum, deafening and completely drowning out everyone else's singing.

Several times she tried to quietly pull her hand away to calm herself down, but Xie Jingchen only gripped it tighter because of her actions.

He even gave her hand a firm squeeze, almost as a warning.

Xia Fanxing looked up and met his dark, deep eyes.

His gaze was no longer as cold and calm as a deep pool as before, but rather like a bonfire not far away, leaping with scorching flames, clearly reflecting only her figure.

Surrounded by a noisy crowd, they could read the ambiguity and feelings in each other's eyes that only the other could understand.

The thin layer of paper on the window trembled violently as they danced, their clasped hands seeming on the verge of breaking.

When the crowd got tired of dancing, someone brought out jugs of wine for everyone to drink.

The wine poured out is a deep red color, with the sweetness of grapes and the assertive aroma of wine.

This is "Mousseles," a traditional wine made by local ethnic minorities. It has a sweet and smooth taste that is easy to drink, but it has a strong aftertaste.

Xie Jingchen took a bowl of wine and handed it to Xia Fanxing first.

Xia Fanxing was indeed thirsty, and because the wine smelled fruity and tasted sweet, she couldn't help but drink a few more sips.

Xie Jingchen watched her drink, a smile in his eyes, and then tilted his head back and drank a bowl himself.

The sweet liquor slid down my throat, bringing a fiery warmth, and the restless emotions caused by dancing seemed to intensify even further.

We were all in a good mood tonight, so we drank a bit more.

So after the bonfire died down and the party ended, everyone helped each other back to rest.

Slightly tipsy, excited after dancing, and with an unquenchable flutter in their hearts, Xia Fanxing and Xie Jingchen were unable to calm down.

Xia Fanxing looked at him with blurry, drunken eyes and suggested, "Let's go over there and get some fresh air. I have something to tell you."