Song Qinghe paused for a moment, then nodded gently.

He was so serious that she couldn't deny it even if she wanted to; otherwise, she would be acting a bit inhumanely.

Lu Zhaolin stared intently at her, his eyes brimming with intense emotion, his gaze so deep it seemed capable of scorching anyone at any moment.

Song Qinghe couldn't help but swallow, admitting that she did have some lustful thoughts towards Lu Zhaolin.

Seeing him makes me think about all sorts of things. It's not just that he's interested in me, but I feel the same way about him.

What's this called again? I think it's called physiological attraction.

Song Qinghe knew perfectly well that she was probably doomed to be stuck with Lu Zhaolin for the rest of her life.

But this isn't necessarily a bad thing; it's actually quite good.

Lu Zhaolin quickly cleaned the fish, heated oil in a pot to make soup, added ginger slices to remove the fishy smell, and followed every step.

After doing all this, he added water to the pot, added firewood to the bottom of the pot, washed his hands, and came to Song Qinghe's side.

I only feel a sense of belonging when I'm near her, which is quite nice.

Song Qinghe glanced at him sideways. Perhaps it was because they were about to part ways, but she couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness when she looked at Lu Zhaolin now.

Her emotions were a little complicated; the more she looked, the less she wanted to leave.

"Lu Zhaolin, I don't think I've ever said it before, but I really like you."

"Me too!"

Lu Zhaolin was trying to say something; he was reluctant to part with his wife, but he couldn't bring himself to say anything mushy.

Before he could even think of what to say, his wife said something like that first.

This made him even more nervous than before.

Lu Zhaolin couldn't help but swallow, unable to hide his happy expression. How could he not be happy?

My wife says she likes him!

Seeing his happy expression, Song Qinghe asked softly, "Will you miss me when I'm not around?"

Lu Zhaolin nodded without hesitation: "Of course, I will not only miss you, but I will also go back to see you whenever I have time."

He had it all planned out; whenever he had time, he would make the trip himself, and he would never leave her alone in the village.

If all else fails, we'll try to transfer Song Qinghe here when a job opportunity arises.

Anyway, Song Qinghe is a capable person who can work well anywhere; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say she thrives in any environment.

Song Qinghe was also happy. As long as he could think about it, that was enough for her. She didn't have any other demands.

As for whether he can come back, that's really not something she's considering.

Anyway, if Lu Zhaolin doesn't come back, I can come and find him; it's all the same in the end.

As long as the two people's hearts are still together, long-distance relationships don't matter, since they won't last long anyway.

Song Qinghe had a feeling that they would be able to get back together soon, without any problems.

"When I come back next time, let's put a deck chair here, and then we can lie together and watch the clouds drift by."

"Okay, brew another cup of tea."

Lu Zhaolin also enjoyed this peaceful life. In the past, he seemed to always be thinking about how to complete the mission and how to do it better.

I never imagined I would have any free time, let alone that one day I would willingly stay by a woman's side.

What she says is the truth, which is somewhat unbelievable.

Thinking of that scene, Song Qinghe felt a sense of peace and tranquility.

Thinking about it carefully, it seems pretty good.