Jiang Yiming shook his head, wiped his tears, and pointed to his heart.

"It doesn't hurt on my body, it hurts here."

"Are you heartbroken?" asked Mr. Jiang.

"Then he suffered internal injuries from the fall, which is heartbreaking," said Xu Zhenqing.

"No, I didn't fall." What should he say?

She's already married and has children. Is it still meaningful for him to say he likes her? Is it still useful?

"No, I'm not sick. I'm fine now. Thank you uncle and grandpa for your concern."

He stood up and took a long breath to help himself adjust his mood.

If the person he likes marries the person he likes, then they must be happy. Isn't the reason he likes her just to make her happy? Since she is happy, then he is satisfied and happy too.

Okay, psychological comfort is complete.

It's time to get to work.

As he thought about it, he was not so melancholy anymore, but even a little happy. What should he do?

"I, I have to work."

Even if Xu Nuannuan married someone else, he would still decorate the house for her with care.

No matter whether she likes him or not, as long as he likes her, it is enough.

Finally, I hope she and that person can live happily together for the rest of their lives.

Seeing that there was indeed nothing wrong with him, Xu Zhenqing and Mr. Guan left with peace of mind.

Xu Zhenqing said, "Dad, I'll just watch from outside. The child might start crying again later."

"It's not your child, you won't comfort him if he cries."

*

Jiang Ye had been on a mission for nearly a month, this time to the front line. When he and other soldiers were returning in a truck, the families of these soldiers had received advance notice and came in person to welcome their loved ones back.

Jiang Ye has been waiting for a month and is finally going to meet his wife.

He touched the beard on his chin, which was estimated to be one or two centimeters long. His hair had also grown very long. He had been busy fighting for the past month and had no time to take care of it. Would his daughter-in-law not recognize him when she saw him later? Would she recognize him and think he was old or ugly?

Now I don’t have any tools to shave, let alone cut my hair, I have to go back home first.

go home.

This word is so warm.

He got out of the car and stayed for a while, watching many soldiers meeting their families, but he didn't see Xu Nuannuan coming over.

By the way, his wife was pregnant and walked slowly. He originally wanted to walk back by himself, but he was afraid of meeting Xu Nuannuan on the way. Their meeting would lack the sense of ceremony that they had here. He also wanted to give his wife a formal military salute, so he stood still and waited for a while.

But seeing that most of the soldiers had left and he still hadn't seen his wife, he couldn't help but feel worried.

What happened to my wife?

He was worried, but he didn't dare to think of the worst. Maybe his wife was too tired from pregnancy and couldn't come.

He couldn't help but blame himself. He should have gone home on his own, but instead he was waiting here for his wife to come and pick him up.

I was not willing to wait any longer and went home quickly.

But when he walked to the door of his house with his luggage, he found that the door was locked.

My wife is not at home.

His heart sank. Where on earth was his wife?

He turned around and knocked on Xiulian's door. Xiulian opened the door and saw a big man with long hair and beard, who looked dusty. She didn't recognize him at first.