Lin Ying took a deep breath, then another, still feeling nauseous: "So, you brought him back because you felt sorry for him?"

Zhao Qinghuai could tell that Lin Ying wasn't very willing, and he didn't quite understand. He had already decided not to take Shuanzi and Erya back, but she had softened and brought the children back.

This time, the old leader had promoted him and also helped Lin Ying.

Now, the child is even more traumatized by the experience. He doesn't understand why Lin Ying wouldn't agree to let them take the child in.

"You...you don't agree to take him in?"

Lin Ying laughed directly: "Why should I agree? Zhao Qinghuai, you do the math, how many days a month are you home? No, how many days a year? You serve the country and the people; even in the future, you will be a great hero, a role model for the people. Of all your glory, which one shines upon me?"

They say that half of a soldier's honor comes from his wife, but do people even remember the name of that particular wife?

Even so, I understand you, and I don't blame you. I support you! But you can't keep adding to my burden. You shouldn't have made such a big decision without consulting me at all!

Zhao Qinghuai knew he had gone too far, and he said in a low voice, "Well, it's not that the situation is special. To outsiders, this child can only be an orphan I picked up on the road. There are some things that can't be said on the phone. Besides, time is of the essence, and there's really no other way."

Lin Ying, however, showed no appreciation whatsoever: "No choice? So you brought the person back? This time it's a child, but what if you meet any orphans of fallen comrades in the future? If you feel sorry for them, will you bring them back too? Ha, how could I forget? You were just as unable to bring me back back then. I should understand, right?"

Zhao Qinghuai was a little scared when he saw Lin Ying's expression: "No, why would you think that? How could I bring another woman back? A grown woman can support herself with her own hands and feet, why should I care whether she lives or dies?"

Lin Ying couldn't hear any of that. Her mind was filled with the strange novels from Mo Zi's memories: stories about men neglecting their families to care for the orphans of their fallen comrades, only to fall in love with someone else. Then, the pitiful wives would disappear from the men's world in revenge.

If it were just a novel, Lin Ying could simply read it and leave it at that.

However, Lin Ying herself was a character in a novel's world, and she was afraid of stepping out of one novel only to jump into another. She hated that kind of self that she couldn't control at all.

Furthermore, Lin Ying loves Zhao Qinghuai very much, and there's nothing wrong with that.

She couldn't, at least not now, accept that Zhao Qinghuai would fall in love with someone else.

The thought of this made her feel a little irritated.

Zhao Qinghuai hadn't expected Lin Ying to react so strongly to bringing the child back. Seeing Lin Ying's eyes full of tears, Zhao Qinghuai felt heartbroken.

Ignoring the chill that covered him, he pulled the person into his arms and said, "Then, if you don't want to take him in, I'll send him away."

Send him away? Given Zhao Qinghuai's concern for the child, even if he sent him away, he would continue to care about his well-being. In the future, whenever the child experiences any difficulties, Zhao Qinghuai would remember that he should have insisted on keeping the child.

Perhaps due to her parents' unhappy marriage, or perhaps influenced by her memories of her youngest son, Lin Ying has always held a pessimistic attitude towards love.

It was because she cared so much that she was so anxious and insecure. It wasn't that she hadn't thought about trusting Zhao Qinghuai; he was different from others. But Zhao Qinghuai was rarely home, and she was always anxious and insecure.

"Why are you always like this? Why do you keep putting me in a difficult position? How is this any different from moral blackmail?"

Zhao Qinghuai panicked completely. He felt that nothing he did was right. Sending them away was wrong, and not sending them away was also wrong.

"Then tell me what to do? I'll do whatever you say, okay? Please stop crying, it hurts me to see you crying."

Lin Ying took another deep breath: "Zhao Qinghuai, if you keep doing this, will we still want our child?" As she said this, Lin Ying's eyes were fixed on Zhao Qinghuai.

Actually, Lin Ying wasn't that emotional about the arrival of the child; what she cared about was Zhao Qinghuai's attitude.

Zhao Qinghuai was as important to her as her grandfather. She had always thought that Zhao Qinghuai held a very important place in each other's hearts, just like she did.

But now she's a little uncertain. His heart is filled with too many things. How much room is left for her?

Fortunately, Zhao Qinghuai nodded vigorously without hesitation: "Yes, of course we want them! None of them are as important as our own child!"

Lin Ying pulled away from Zhao Qinghuai's embrace: "Since you promised to raise them, why do you want the children to feel a sense of hierarchy? Fate has already been unfair to them. Why torture them mentally as well?"

After saying this, Lin Ying suddenly calmed down: "Since you brought this child back, then keep it. But Zhao Qinghuai, remember this: I will not mention having children again until you are discharged from the army."

After saying that, Lin Ying expressionlessly prepared to walk past Zhao Qinghuai and return to her room.

Zhao Qinghuai was genuinely scared now, not because he was afraid of not having children of his own in the future.

Zhao Qinghuai knew that Lin Ying had always longed for a child of their own in the future.

They had discussed the topic of children countless times.

But now, Lin Ying says she doesn't want children anymore. Does this mean that Lin Ying cares less about him?

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