He became more and more emotional as he spoke, and looking at Zhou Qiqi's exceptionally gentle eyebrows and slightly flushed cheeks under the light, he couldn't help but lower his head and want to kiss her.
Zhou Qiqi's heart raced. Feeling his warm breath approaching, she quickly turned her head away, pressing her hand against his firm chest, her voice tinged with a hint of coquettishness and urgency:
"Hey! Stop fooling around! We still have important things to do! Old Master Zhai is waiting for us to write down Zhouzhou's situation so he can pass it on as soon as possible!"
Shen Huaichuan obediently loosened his grip slightly, but didn't pull away completely. Instead, he leaned close to her small earlobe and whispered in a low voice that only the two of them could hear:
"Okay, I'll listen to my wife. Let's take care of business first... Well... I'll thank you properly tonight."
Warm breath brushed against her earlobe, and the tips of Zhou Qiqi's ears instantly turned bright red.
She glared at him reproachfully and pushed him away slightly: "You're so unserious! Hurry up and write!"
Shen Huaichuan chuckled softly before finally releasing her completely.
He sat back down at his desk, spread out the letter paper, picked up the fountain pen, solemnly uncapped it, took a deep breath, and his expression regained some of the focus and rigor of a soldier:
"Okay, you tell me, and I'll write it down. Write it down clearly, word by word."
The rustling sound of writing was particularly clear in the quiet room.
He wrote for an entire afternoon, and by the time he finished, it was already getting dark outside the window.
Zhou Qiqi quickly went to cook, while Shen Huaichuan drove directly to the military hospital to deliver the letter to Grandpa Zhai.
The letter has been sent but there's still no response.
But then Zhou Shuhua was discharged from the hospital.
That evening, it was drizzling, so Zhou Qiqi didn't go for a run with Zhu Yingying and the others. Instead, she was focused on altering her dance costume at the sewing machine.
There was a knock on the courtyard gate.
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